<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218212264733386040</id><updated>2012-01-27T00:50:40.026+08:00</updated><category term='Personal'/><category term='Chocolate'/><category term='Life'/><category term='Read'/><category term='Greetings'/><category term='Feelings'/><category term='Email'/><category term='emotion'/><category term='Horoscope'/><category term='Show Off'/><category term='Questions'/><category term='Introduce'/><category term='busy'/><category term='Photography'/><category term='Thoughts'/><category term='Anniversary'/><category term='Celebration'/><category term='Design'/><category term='Poem'/><category term='Moms'/><category term='Art'/><category term='work'/><title type='text'>KissyCoollet</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>KissyLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15731956388581411044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>56</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218212264733386040.post-4087567681623272613</id><published>2012-01-27T00:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-27T00:50:40.037+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Visit to Palawan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Approaching Palawan &amp;nbsp;Island&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NsvKlH8wt9Y/TyF4A0QqpJI/AAAAAAAAAL0/W7uEsj2VUNE/s1600/Palawan+Island.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NsvKlH8wt9Y/TyF4A0QqpJI/AAAAAAAAAL0/W7uEsj2VUNE/s320/Palawan+Island.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Palawan Island&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-olgQguzRupY/TyF4QTTeI7I/AAAAAAAAAL8/cExzdFfdzco/s1600/Approaching+Palawan.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-olgQguzRupY/TyF4QTTeI7I/AAAAAAAAAL8/cExzdFfdzco/s320/Approaching+Palawan.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Honda Bay, Palawan Island&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zM7zrOHfB5s/TyF4g6R9pJI/AAAAAAAAAME/m2EAFwOUTcg/s1600/bluer+then+green.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zM7zrOHfB5s/TyF4g6R9pJI/AAAAAAAAAME/m2EAFwOUTcg/s320/bluer+then+green.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Were on the top of Philippines&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KhxjM6WVPJo/TyF4scBMv8I/AAAAAAAAAMM/DB7kkPDA3wQ/s1600/Fielded+by+Clound.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KhxjM6WVPJo/TyF4scBMv8I/AAAAAAAAAMM/DB7kkPDA3wQ/s320/Fielded+by+Clound.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Moving Forward&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G8SscrD4KGE/TyF44xQxNFI/AAAAAAAAAMU/JRps-GQ9ZQs/s1600/going+home.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G8SscrD4KGE/TyF44xQxNFI/AAAAAAAAAMU/JRps-GQ9ZQs/s320/going+home.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Top View of Palawan :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WkY85yhIpYA/TyF5CoE48aI/AAAAAAAAAMc/8HNMiNEpb9A/s1600/IMGP1092.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="189" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WkY85yhIpYA/TyF5CoE48aI/AAAAAAAAAMc/8HNMiNEpb9A/s320/IMGP1092.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Islets&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Aav8TqOUSVw/TyF5PTOhjBI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Q7uAY0nb0Kc/s1600/IMGP1094.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="232" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Aav8TqOUSVw/TyF5PTOhjBI/AAAAAAAAAMk/Q7uAY0nb0Kc/s320/IMGP1094.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Sailing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hym2muwVlZE/TyF5bwzn0GI/AAAAAAAAAMs/ofncU7ee9ns/s1600/IMGP1106.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hym2muwVlZE/TyF5bwzn0GI/AAAAAAAAAMs/ofncU7ee9ns/s320/IMGP1106.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Follow the steps&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ssFKUGER4B0/TyF5pB6TrTI/AAAAAAAAAM0/wHuNE7-rrDM/s1600/IMGP1201.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ssFKUGER4B0/TyF5pB6TrTI/AAAAAAAAAM0/wHuNE7-rrDM/s320/IMGP1201.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Keep Calm&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VtQSGXpziVw/TyF5zDHsUQI/AAAAAAAAAM8/SA5qCE7oDGw/s1600/IMGP1288.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-VtQSGXpziVw/TyF5zDHsUQI/AAAAAAAAAM8/SA5qCE7oDGw/s320/IMGP1288.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Of Sea and Clouds&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K4ZxG0GtbDI/TyF6D0YEZmI/AAAAAAAAANE/tSF0F-x53UA/s1600/IMGP1293.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-K4ZxG0GtbDI/TyF6D0YEZmI/AAAAAAAAANE/tSF0F-x53UA/s320/IMGP1293.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On top of Manila&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S02nLLuZ0pY/TyF6S_5mcYI/AAAAAAAAANM/MgxAqvd-kkg/s1600/Manila+Top+View.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-S02nLLuZ0pY/TyF6S_5mcYI/AAAAAAAAANM/MgxAqvd-kkg/s320/Manila+Top+View.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;Overpopulated&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uV-YkWyW1IQ/TyF6eyP-RpI/AAAAAAAAANU/C8BQ5VEKSnY/s1600/Manila+Top.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="195" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uV-YkWyW1IQ/TyF6eyP-RpI/AAAAAAAAANU/C8BQ5VEKSnY/s320/Manila+Top.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218212264733386040-4087567681623272613?l=kissycoollet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/feeds/4087567681623272613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3218212264733386040&amp;postID=4087567681623272613&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/4087567681623272613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/4087567681623272613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/2012/01/approaching-palawan-island-honda-bay.html' title='Visit to Palawan'/><author><name>KissyLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15731956388581411044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-NsvKlH8wt9Y/TyF4A0QqpJI/AAAAAAAAAL0/W7uEsj2VUNE/s72-c/Palawan+Island.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218212264733386040.post-1558589626523931398</id><published>2011-12-25T03:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T03:12:42.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Between Love and Failure</title><content type='html'>I guess I have to admit, after my first serious boyfriend and I broke up I have never been involve with any serious relationship again. I did try but fail. This time I fell in love for someone. I know that I am ready and that I want it too but I guess my actions tells it otherwise. Its either I am still afraid of commitment after getting hurt or him not ready for a commitment or I guess both of us were not ready to have it and yet were still seeing each other. I have already called it quits but then again when he gave me a message I can't resist not to answer it back. I know that I have to stop now so that I wont get hurt but I am just stupid enough to continue it. Maybe I am really in love with this guy. And yet I know to myself, were not meant to be.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218212264733386040-1558589626523931398?l=kissycoollet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/feeds/1558589626523931398/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3218212264733386040&amp;postID=1558589626523931398&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/1558589626523931398'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/1558589626523931398'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/2011/12/between-love-and-failure.html' title='Between Love and Failure'/><author><name>KissyLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15731956388581411044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218212264733386040.post-6570663152272167442</id><published>2011-09-26T20:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T20:05:09.124+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='emotion'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feelings'/><title type='text'>Emo-ish</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vDxj_JVyX_8/ToBqQn6Hp8I/AAAAAAAAAK8/7Otl5g9SBqg/s1600/worst+feeling.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="134" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vDxj_JVyX_8/ToBqQn6Hp8I/AAAAAAAAAK8/7Otl5g9SBqg/s320/worst+feeling.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U1WvY6E2QFk/ToBqRC0qHbI/AAAAAAAAALA/z2R4Sx-VSMk/s1600/end+up.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-U1WvY6E2QFk/ToBqRC0qHbI/AAAAAAAAALA/z2R4Sx-VSMk/s320/end+up.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ll9So-Q3YfY/ToBqR63SPXI/AAAAAAAAALE/nhedBYXHe8c/s1600/sana.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ll9So-Q3YfY/ToBqR63SPXI/AAAAAAAAALE/nhedBYXHe8c/s320/sana.gif" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RCsu_9ido9E/ToBqSm60RsI/AAAAAAAAALI/VZmVgfxxJBw/s1600/tumblr_lljkb1XBL41qaobbko1_500.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="161" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RCsu_9ido9E/ToBqSm60RsI/AAAAAAAAALI/VZmVgfxxJBw/s320/tumblr_lljkb1XBL41qaobbko1_500.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r7Ehk3XPUgQ/ToBqTRrWOqI/AAAAAAAAALM/2N54IBhaPmE/s1600/wish.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="248" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r7Ehk3XPUgQ/ToBqTRrWOqI/AAAAAAAAALM/2N54IBhaPmE/s320/wish.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218212264733386040-6570663152272167442?l=kissycoollet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/feeds/6570663152272167442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3218212264733386040&amp;postID=6570663152272167442&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/6570663152272167442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/6570663152272167442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/2011/09/emo-ish.html' title='Emo-ish'/><author><name>KissyLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15731956388581411044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vDxj_JVyX_8/ToBqQn6Hp8I/AAAAAAAAAK8/7Otl5g9SBqg/s72-c/worst+feeling.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218212264733386040.post-5217768822843810033</id><published>2010-10-11T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-11T22:04:58.245+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><title type='text'>Hobby</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VDlQQ9Gn-xE/TLMVkx5AMGI/AAAAAAAAAHk/HpzXUVMf9jg/s320/20100515614.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aberrant Dragonfly&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VDlQQ9Gn-xE/TLMVzriaoII/AAAAAAAAAHo/txjmXYZhT40/s320/afterbasyang+1.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Basyang aftermath&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VDlQQ9Gn-xE/TLMVkx5AMGI/AAAAAAAAAHk/HpzXUVMf9jg/s1600/20100515614.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VDlQQ9Gn-xE/TLMVzriaoII/AAAAAAAAAHo/txjmXYZhT40/s1600/afterbasyang+1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VDlQQ9Gn-xE/TLMV-qCis1I/AAAAAAAAAHs/LkySt_VO1i8/s320/afterbasyang+2.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Fallen&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VDlQQ9Gn-xE/TLMV-qCis1I/AAAAAAAAAHs/LkySt_VO1i8/s1600/afterbasyang+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt; &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VDlQQ9Gn-xE/TLMWASiCM5I/AAAAAAAAAHw/BeR8Cd0yKSI/s320/asia+star.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Cruisin'&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="152" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VDlQQ9Gn-xE/TLMWBqIDqQI/AAAAAAAAAH0/cKpPNl0Pe18/s320/In+your+eyes.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;In Your Eyes&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VDlQQ9Gn-xE/TLMWBqIDqQI/AAAAAAAAAH0/cKpPNl0Pe18/s1600/In+your+eyes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="140" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VDlQQ9Gn-xE/TLMWESIz3aI/AAAAAAAAAH4/zlJ0_fskAKo/s320/Me_collage.jpg" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Vanity Attack&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VDlQQ9Gn-xE/TLMWESIz3aI/AAAAAAAAAH4/zlJ0_fskAKo/s1600/Me_collage.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Found a new hobby. Now, I am looking forward to buy a camera to practice my new hobby plus to improve my skills.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218212264733386040-5217768822843810033?l=kissycoollet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/feeds/5217768822843810033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3218212264733386040&amp;postID=5217768822843810033&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/5217768822843810033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/5217768822843810033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/2010/10/hobby.html' title='Hobby'/><author><name>KissyLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15731956388581411044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VDlQQ9Gn-xE/TLMVkx5AMGI/AAAAAAAAAHk/HpzXUVMf9jg/s72-c/20100515614.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218212264733386040.post-1977549916084762628</id><published>2010-05-17T10:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T23:49:25.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Positivity Strikes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;In the midst of the calmness of the night, planet Venus and moon made a  major roar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;At first I thought, was it just my imagination? My friends and I were  talking about&lt;br /&gt;sailormoon, and seeing the night sky made me think, "Parang sailormoon  lang!" haha!&lt;br /&gt;Staring at the planet Venus passing through the smiling moon is such a  positive sight.&lt;br /&gt;Venus is always associated with love. Is it a sign that Philippines will  have&lt;br /&gt;more love and harmony in the incoming administration? Whatever it is it  gave me&lt;br /&gt;hope. It made me think that just like Venus, I can shine on my own.  Shine against my&lt;br /&gt;emotion and negative thoughts that kept me in the dark. It was like a  wake-up call.&lt;br /&gt;I have to stand up and stop dreaming. There are some things that I stop  doing,&lt;br /&gt;just to cater a little sideline, that took my time and concentration. It  is difficult&lt;br /&gt;passing through this stage, I still do not know where will I go or what  path I will&lt;br /&gt;take but somehow it gave me a little light to believe. Believe that  everything will be fine.&lt;br /&gt;Just like the majestic night sky event that look impossible but is  indeed possible to happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VDlQQ9Gn-xE/S_CvkJS25yI/AAAAAAAAAHM/KboNr_0d4hc/s1600/30150_397263211763_575636763_4033681_3842393_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VDlQQ9Gn-xE/S_CvkJS25yI/AAAAAAAAAHM/KboNr_0d4hc/s200/30150_397263211763_575636763_4033681_3842393_n.jpg" width="122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got this one from &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/countocram/4614177824/"&gt;Flicker&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;Looks like engagement ring.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VDlQQ9Gn-xE/S_FhefUnCYI/AAAAAAAAAHU/ovOfep2GM7M/s1600/4614177824_a67ac79f13.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="133" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VDlQQ9Gn-xE/S_FhefUnCYI/AAAAAAAAAHU/ovOfep2GM7M/s200/4614177824_a67ac79f13.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218212264733386040-1977549916084762628?l=kissycoollet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/1977549916084762628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/1977549916084762628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/2010/05/positivity-strikes.html' title='Positivity Strikes'/><author><name>KissyLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15731956388581411044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VDlQQ9Gn-xE/S_CvkJS25yI/AAAAAAAAAHM/KboNr_0d4hc/s72-c/30150_397263211763_575636763_4033681_3842393_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218212264733386040.post-2746212263310795000</id><published>2010-05-15T14:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-15T14:41:29.772+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do Not Rush</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="UIIntentionalStory_Names" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;name&amp;quot;}"&gt;                &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;Seal thy self with weorthan commitment.&lt;br /&gt;Untie  thy soul from mittimus.&lt;br /&gt;Atriums spirit shall be free,&lt;br /&gt;from  weorthan soul thy eye shall see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;Still thinking of the right title for this poem. &amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" data-ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:&amp;quot;msg&amp;quot;}"&gt;&lt;span class="UIStory_Message"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218212264733386040-2746212263310795000?l=kissycoollet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/feeds/2746212263310795000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3218212264733386040&amp;postID=2746212263310795000&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/2746212263310795000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/2746212263310795000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/2010/05/do-not-rush.html' title='Do Not Rush'/><author><name>KissyLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15731956388581411044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218212264733386040.post-8774697888243499675</id><published>2010-03-09T10:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T10:47:29.652+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Major Sponsors</title><content type='html'>Below are the four MAJOR sponsors of &lt;a href="http://www.pehpot.com/2010/01/kaye-and-pehpot-blogversary-contest.html" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kaye and Pehpot's Blogversary contest:&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.iamburaot.com/" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I Am Buraot&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A blog about politics, the environment, religion, philanthropy, and everything else that is life. Author is known for &lt;a href="http://www.iamburaot.com/2009/10/this-blog-is-a-contest-sponsor/#more-2405" style="color: #990000;"&gt;his generosity&lt;/a&gt; in sponsoring contests. The home of the famous&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.iamburaot.com/entredropper/" style="color: #990000;"&gt;EntreDropper&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.anaknikulapo.com/" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Anak Ni Kulapo&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet another blog of Buraot. If you want to die laughing, then go visit Anak Ni Kulapo. &lt;a href="http://www.anaknikulapo.com/category/amerkanong-hilaw/" style="color: #990000;"&gt;His life in the US&lt;/a&gt; and hilarious stuff about &lt;a href="http://www.anaknikulapo.com/category/onli-in-da-pilipins/" style="color: #990000;"&gt;his home country&lt;/a&gt; are only two of the must-sees in this blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://adualcareermom.blogspot.com/" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Seiko's Diary&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The blog title says it all. This is Seiko's journal about being a mom to her &lt;a href="http://adualcareermom.blogspot.com/2009/12/mommy-momentsmy-mommy-moments.html" style="color: #990000;"&gt;five gorgeous kiddos&lt;/a&gt;, her take on life in general, and &lt;a href="http://adualcareermom.blogspot.com/2009/07/does-life-have-purpose.html" style="color: #990000;"&gt;random musings&lt;/a&gt; of a woman who loves life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://momconversations.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Mom Conversations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new blog about everything concerning mothers: &lt;a href="http://momconversations.com/pregnancy/getting-rid-of-stretch-marks-cream-for-stretch-marks/" style="color: #990000;"&gt;pregnancy&lt;/a&gt;, health and fitness and &lt;a href="http://momconversations.com/baby/kids-wooden-toys-handmade-wooden-toys/" style="color: #990000;"&gt;babies&lt;/a&gt; are the current categories, under which are detailed articles containing tips and valuable information for moms everywhere. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please drop by these blogs if you have the time and see why they are worthy of a special mention. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218212264733386040-8774697888243499675?l=kissycoollet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/feeds/8774697888243499675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3218212264733386040&amp;postID=8774697888243499675&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/8774697888243499675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/8774697888243499675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/2010/03/major-sponsors.html' title='The Major Sponsors'/><author><name>KissyLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15731956388581411044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218212264733386040.post-5128805664815702527</id><published>2010-03-09T10:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-09T10:37:56.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Kaye and Pehpot Blogversary</title><content type='html'>I thought there's only Anniversary and Monthsary but now I introduce BLOGVERSARY (the first blogversary I have ever encountered).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you want to learn more about things in life and see beautiful blog templates just click this ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pehpot.com/2010/01/kaye-and-pehpot-blogversary-contest.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" src="http://i1012.photobucket.com/albums/af248/adgitizer/officialbanner.png" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Level 1 Sponsors:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.iamburaot.com/" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I Am Buraot&lt;/a&gt; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VDlQQ9Gn-xE/S4ZU0bn4ZLI/AAAAAAAAAG8/i0ulpFDLu7k/s1600-h/Positivity1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VDlQQ9Gn-xE/S4ZU0bn4ZLI/AAAAAAAAAG8/i0ulpFDLu7k/s320/Positivity1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VDlQQ9Gn-xE/S4ZVcYrHJ2I/AAAAAAAAAHE/eXujnpnBqdE/s1600-h/Positivity3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VDlQQ9Gn-xE/S4ZVcYrHJ2I/AAAAAAAAAHE/eXujnpnBqdE/s320/Positivity3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Feb 20, 2010&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218212264733386040-3253676097052400835?l=kissycoollet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://kissylove.tumblr.com/post/398680854/yes' title='Its on Now..'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/feeds/3253676097052400835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3218212264733386040&amp;postID=3253676097052400835&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/3253676097052400835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/3253676097052400835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/2010/02/its-on-now.html' title='Its on Now..'/><author><name>KissyLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15731956388581411044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VDlQQ9Gn-xE/S4ZU0bn4ZLI/AAAAAAAAAG8/i0ulpFDLu7k/s72-c/Positivity1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218212264733386040.post-3083464712713941033</id><published>2010-01-25T20:29:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T22:31:19.973+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Same Boat</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; They say that in order for you to understand a person, you must put yourself into their shoe and think what will you do if you experience it. It is easy to say that it should be done like this, like that, this one is wrong, that thing is improper to do, etc., but the truth is, you can only understand once emotion if you have gone through that same feeling. If you have experience what it is it like to be there. No matter how much you try to understand it, if you have not experience it, you are still clueless on how to deal with it. Only those who have experience the same feeling, the same emotion, though different circumstances can understand one another. People love to say, every people has the way of controlling their emotions, I have handle it perfectly, see, even I have been in pain, I CAN still be happy. As you were uttering those words, you should also realize that they are doing their OWN way. You should not dictate on what they should do because you pull it off the way you wanted it to be, so let them shake it off the way they want it to. I used to impose what should be the right thing to do to people who are asking my advice though I am still clueless on how it can be dealt before. After experiencing a life threatening *walang pakialamanan pare entry ko to! *, Mind boggling experience, I have realized that If a person asks me what to do if they currently experiencing it, I just kept quiet and just be there for them, ready to listen but not to comment for a moment. For no words can lessen what they feel but somebody’s presence would change somehow their mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For quite sometime, I have read and hear stories with the same emotion as I felt before. I am wondering why I feel sudden bond with these people. Some of them are my close friends; some were acquaintance, and others I have just read somewhere else. Maybe it is because what they feel right now is the feeling that I have dealt before. Honestly, it makes me feel weak and wanted to cry for I can remember how I struggle to get out of that situation. I can sense the pain they have right now, as if I am the one being in them. Different ways to shake the feeling off, unusual decisions being made just to pull off and stop the struggle, just to cut the pain short. I got angry at the same time, because for every pain they feel, there is somebody who caused it. Somebody who has their smile genuinely never thinking that there is someone faking their laugh just to make people see they are strong enough to handle situation. There is this sudden hatred against the person who caused their pain, but then again I have to think. There is always reasons why do shit happen. This shit will make people stronger and wiser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; My point is, do not compare on how you have solved your pain before and on how they are resolving their pain now. Just be there for them and be ready once they cry, listen when they talk, and extend your patience when they got gaga things on them. Those things were just normal if you have been there, as you also have done crazy things before. You cannot prevent what they want to do, but you can be there to make them realize somehow what is good for them that they should be done. It is just a matter of time and the cloud covering their eyes would vanish and make them see things clearly.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218212264733386040-3083464712713941033?l=kissycoollet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/feeds/3083464712713941033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3218212264733386040&amp;postID=3083464712713941033&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/3083464712713941033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/3083464712713941033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/2010/01/same-boat.html' title='Same Boat'/><author><name>KissyLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15731956388581411044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218212264733386040.post-2188782345964864342</id><published>2010-01-20T19:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T22:36:52.939+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hair UP!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VDlQQ9Gn-xE/S1bk6B04axI/AAAAAAAAAGk/nqA1k1yuEeY/s1600-h/bhelle1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VDlQQ9Gn-xE/S1bk6B04axI/AAAAAAAAAGk/nqA1k1yuEeY/s320/bhelle1.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VDlQQ9Gn-xE/S1bk_8mz08I/AAAAAAAAAGs/9k5ToThGLRA/s1600-h/bhelle2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VDlQQ9Gn-xE/S1bk_8mz08I/AAAAAAAAAGs/9k5ToThGLRA/s320/bhelle2.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VDlQQ9Gn-xE/S1blDQftoiI/AAAAAAAAAG0/KI_q5KJcSWA/s1600-h/bhelle3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VDlQQ9Gn-xE/S1blDQftoiI/AAAAAAAAAG0/KI_q5KJcSWA/s320/bhelle3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I have never tried so far to have picture of me, with my hair in ponytail.&amp;nbsp; It is because I am super (not just very) conscious with my ear. It felt like they really look that big and it does not appear well on pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well now, I tried to do it. &lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;After having this picture, I said to myself, my SMILE would stand out against my EARS! haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218212264733386040-2188782345964864342?l=kissycoollet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/feeds/2188782345964864342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3218212264733386040&amp;postID=2188782345964864342&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/2188782345964864342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/2188782345964864342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/2010/01/hair-up.html' title='Hair UP!'/><author><name>KissyLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15731956388581411044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VDlQQ9Gn-xE/S1bk6B04axI/AAAAAAAAAGk/nqA1k1yuEeY/s72-c/bhelle1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218212264733386040.post-1874555715931422706</id><published>2010-01-20T14:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T22:42:40.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haircut!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VDlQQ9Gn-xE/S1ancC5WK4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/ZYAKOINbEwM/s1600-h/012020101634.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VDlQQ9Gn-xE/S1ancC5WK4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/ZYAKOINbEwM/s320/012020101634.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;After looking at this picture, I have noticed that my face look longer and thinner. Probably because of my hair. I am getting tired of my long *black, straight* hair . I think of having haircut. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VDlQQ9Gn-xE/S1an_wGRc7I/AAAAAAAAAGc/t7Mv39MKLKA/s1600-h/amanda-bynes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VDlQQ9Gn-xE/S1an_wGRc7I/AAAAAAAAAGc/t7Mv39MKLKA/s320/amanda-bynes.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Probably like this !&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Still having long hair but looks short. I think the inside portion would be long and the outside would be shoulder length. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Any comments?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218212264733386040-1874555715931422706?l=kissycoollet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/feeds/1874555715931422706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3218212264733386040&amp;postID=1874555715931422706&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/1874555715931422706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/1874555715931422706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/2010/01/haircut.html' title='Haircut!'/><author><name>KissyLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15731956388581411044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VDlQQ9Gn-xE/S1ancC5WK4I/AAAAAAAAAGU/ZYAKOINbEwM/s72-c/012020101634.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218212264733386040.post-6048174282148133427</id><published>2010-01-12T14:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T22:44:40.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TUMBLER!</title><content type='html'>I have been seeing many quotes there and "NAIINGGIT AKO!"&lt;br /&gt;Dapat dito ko na lang sana gagawin sa blog ko kaya lang naisip ko di kagandahan kung&lt;br /&gt;quotes lang ang ilalagay ko sa blog ko diba?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here is my tumbler!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://kissylove.tumblr.com/"&gt;Khristbelle Cassandra is Kissylove&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Practicing my Photoshop&amp;nbsp; ^_^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218212264733386040-6048174282148133427?l=kissycoollet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/feeds/6048174282148133427/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3218212264733386040&amp;postID=6048174282148133427&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/6048174282148133427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/6048174282148133427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/2010/01/tumbler.html' title='TUMBLER!'/><author><name>KissyLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15731956388581411044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218212264733386040.post-4156123410904460996</id><published>2010-01-12T14:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-12T14:17:26.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SMILE!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VDlQQ9Gn-xE/S0wT5QxzssI/AAAAAAAAAGM/470c4oWRD8s/s1600-h/Smile.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VDlQQ9Gn-xE/S0wT5QxzssI/AAAAAAAAAGM/470c4oWRD8s/s320/Smile.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;No matter what we are experiencing,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;no matter how hard they may seem,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;it will always lighten our heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;if we just smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Exercise face muscle,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;and lessen the wrinkle! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218212264733386040-4156123410904460996?l=kissycoollet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/feeds/4156123410904460996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3218212264733386040&amp;postID=4156123410904460996&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/4156123410904460996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/4156123410904460996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/2010/01/smile.html' title='SMILE!'/><author><name>KissyLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15731956388581411044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VDlQQ9Gn-xE/S0wT5QxzssI/AAAAAAAAAGM/470c4oWRD8s/s72-c/Smile.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218212264733386040.post-1659317894238861492</id><published>2010-01-07T16:47:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T22:47:48.225+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Anniversary'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Celebration'/><title type='text'>Silver Year of my King and Queen!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VDlQQ9Gn-xE/S0We-ZE3-5I/AAAAAAAAAF8/0spLG-kIvtk/s1600-h/anniversary-25th.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VDlQQ9Gn-xE/S0We-ZE3-5I/AAAAAAAAAF8/0spLG-kIvtk/s320/anniversary-25th.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Happy 25th Wedding Anniversaryto my Parents!&lt;br /&gt;Well, I am also turning 25 by the end of the year,&lt;br /&gt;high time to take care a baby? ^_^ Just Kidding!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;You still have to take care of me!&lt;br /&gt;Love you, guys!&lt;br /&gt;Muah Muah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218212264733386040-1659317894238861492?l=kissycoollet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/feeds/1659317894238861492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3218212264733386040&amp;postID=1659317894238861492&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/1659317894238861492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/1659317894238861492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/2010/01/silver-year-of-my-king-and-queen.html' title='Silver Year of my King and Queen!'/><author><name>KissyLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15731956388581411044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VDlQQ9Gn-xE/S0We-ZE3-5I/AAAAAAAAAF8/0spLG-kIvtk/s72-c/anniversary-25th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218212264733386040.post-7694891491252176674</id><published>2010-01-07T16:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T16:38:15.366+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chocolate'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='busy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='work'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feelings'/><title type='text'>Chocolate Needed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VDlQQ9Gn-xE/S0Wc54psXcI/AAAAAAAAAF0/sraqIh4U3jE/s1600-h/31614baa4f4ee56be503a2466f175da8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VDlQQ9Gn-xE/S0Wc54psXcI/AAAAAAAAAF0/sraqIh4U3jE/s320/31614baa4f4ee56be503a2466f175da8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Badly need some chocolates :,C&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Need some hugs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Need fresh air to breath !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218212264733386040-7694891491252176674?l=kissycoollet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/feeds/7694891491252176674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3218212264733386040&amp;postID=7694891491252176674&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/7694891491252176674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/7694891491252176674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/2010/01/chocolate-needed.html' title='Chocolate Needed'/><author><name>KissyLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15731956388581411044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VDlQQ9Gn-xE/S0Wc54psXcI/AAAAAAAAAF0/sraqIh4U3jE/s72-c/31614baa4f4ee56be503a2466f175da8.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218212264733386040.post-5656156343662130125</id><published>2009-12-28T18:04:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T22:53:30.715+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>New Year's Oath</title><content type='html'>Whoa! 2010 is almost here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009 is not that bad for me (for I have learned a lot, and grew as a person) but I am looking forward to this New Year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really do not believe in resolutions cause if you really want to change you will do it not because its New Year, but maybe this year might be exemption. So I am trying to make my own list of resolution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Resolution List:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥♥ Explore more of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I have tried to explore myself when I was young and push myself to limit that I find some satisfaction then suddenly I had stop. Now, after years of being I come to my senses and made promise that I will continue to make myself in progress.&amp;nbsp; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥♥Coming out of my comfort zone&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; People would say at first glance I look tough but when you really get to know me, I had this doubts in me. More doubts and ifs than good decisions I have made. Now, I will try my very best to conquer my fears. To try things that usually I am weak of, things that I thought I could never excel. I may sound a bored young lady but really I want to challenge myself. There are things I know I can do but stop me of doing believing that I cannot do it. I have limit myself. Now, I want to conquer and learn those things. Not only for my own satisfaction but I know it will bring well on me in the long run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥♥Read more books.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Laziness attack! Haha. Now, I would love to buy more books and read them enough of the feminine books, I want to go back to my childhood. Fantasy books uplift my spirit and my imagination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥♥Drink more water.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Seems so easy? But really it seems like I have not drink much liquid lately that makes me a weakling. I have been sick much this year and I do not want to experience it again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there hope I make it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218212264733386040-5656156343662130125?l=kissycoollet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/feeds/5656156343662130125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3218212264733386040&amp;postID=5656156343662130125&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/5656156343662130125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/5656156343662130125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-years-oath.html' title='New Year&apos;s Oath'/><author><name>KissyLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15731956388581411044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218212264733386040.post-1143556118795400600</id><published>2009-12-25T00:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T00:00:03.934+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Greetings'/><title type='text'>Merry Christmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VDlQQ9Gn-xE/SzH5BJqii5I/AAAAAAAAAFk/KCkxiwTGODI/s1600-h/5b585d_merry-christmas-blue-style.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VDlQQ9Gn-xE/SzH5BJqii5I/AAAAAAAAAFk/KCkxiwTGODI/s200/5b585d_merry-christmas-blue-style.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;Merry Christmas everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218212264733386040-1143556118795400600?l=kissycoollet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/feeds/1143556118795400600/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3218212264733386040&amp;postID=1143556118795400600&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/1143556118795400600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/1143556118795400600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/2009/12/merry-christmas.html' title='Merry Christmas'/><author><name>KissyLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15731956388581411044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VDlQQ9Gn-xE/SzH5BJqii5I/AAAAAAAAAFk/KCkxiwTGODI/s72-c/5b585d_merry-christmas-blue-style.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218212264733386040.post-1436648440313339259</id><published>2009-12-23T19:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T19:20:22.977+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Questions'/><title type='text'>Quiz quiz quiz!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;What Goddess Are You?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;h3&gt;You Are Aphrodite!&lt;/h3&gt;A total shining star with a ton of admirers&lt;br /&gt;And no wonder: you live life to the fullest!&lt;br /&gt;When things get bad, you can easily take off to a happier place&lt;br /&gt;But occasionally, you need to deal with problems head on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatgoddessareyouquiz/"&gt;QUIZ SOURCE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/worldsshortestpersonalitytest/"&gt;worlds shortest personality test&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;h3&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;h3&gt;You Are Honest&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;/td&gt;   &lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;    &lt;td&gt;     You are pure, moral, and adaptable.&lt;br /&gt;You tend to blend into your surroundings.&lt;br /&gt;Shy on the outside, you're outspoken to your friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You believe that you live a virtuous life...&lt;br /&gt;And you tend to judge others with a harsh eye.&lt;br /&gt;As a result, people tend to crave your approval. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218212264733386040-1436648440313339259?l=kissycoollet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/feeds/1436648440313339259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3218212264733386040&amp;postID=1436648440313339259&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/1436648440313339259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/1436648440313339259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/2009/12/quiz-quiz-quiz.html' title='Quiz quiz quiz!'/><author><name>KissyLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15731956388581411044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218212264733386040.post-934612118896863172</id><published>2009-12-15T15:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T23:04:37.380+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Design'/><title type='text'>Piece of Art</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VDlQQ9Gn-xE/Syc5Pi3pB6I/AAAAAAAAAFc/_DbazXdXCqc/s1600-h/121420091408-001.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VDlQQ9Gn-xE/Syc5Pi3pB6I/AAAAAAAAAFc/_DbazXdXCqc/s200/121420091408-001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Due to my headache and logic blocks while I am working, I have tried to let my mind work on other things.&amp;nbsp; It really did not turn out of what design I really think of as I am afraid that somebody might caught me doing something while at work. It is a relief for me though as I finish my sketch, my headache is gone, probably too much spending on computer makes me sick! :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I used to design/sketch different dresses before and there is a sudden urge inside me to draw again. I will try to upload some if time permits me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Have been reading books, back to my sketches, probably my poem writing would be next. It is good to realized that my old-self is back and that my talent (though I am not that creative) have not leave me after abandoning them for years. I miss being on quiz bee's though. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I know that there is something that I have to discover to myself. There is still something that I will find out about what I am still capable of.&amp;nbsp; I just know. Maybe not now as I am still searching for the lost part of my soul, but I know it is almost time for me to realize I am one of them. ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;btw:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY to my one and only Father!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Thank you for being there for me.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for your advices.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for the genes you have pass on me (probably I got one of your talent, I just need to hone it).&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for the hugs you have given me for it gives me comfort. The warmth of your embrace makes me feel safe.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for protecting me.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for being proud of me, you did not know how much it makes me feel confident knowing that you support me so much.&lt;br /&gt;I just want you to know that I am very much proud of you and that I love you very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218212264733386040-934612118896863172?l=kissycoollet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/feeds/934612118896863172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3218212264733386040&amp;postID=934612118896863172&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/934612118896863172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/934612118896863172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/2009/12/piece-of-art.html' title='Piece of Art'/><author><name>KissyLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15731956388581411044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VDlQQ9Gn-xE/Syc5Pi3pB6I/AAAAAAAAAFc/_DbazXdXCqc/s72-c/121420091408-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218212264733386040.post-5480236218922211851</id><published>2009-12-14T20:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T23:13:35.133+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Read'/><title type='text'>Something Greek</title><content type='html'>&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; I have read Percy Jackson and the Olympian: The Lightning Thief for just a day. Yes, you are reading it right, I have read it for one day. It really got my attention. I love Greek and Roman mythology, which is the book theme. I love how Percy Jackson knew whom his father was *read this: One of the Big Three’s ^_^*, how he act like a pathetic kid, which considered by mortal as abnormal person *with ADHD* but possesses such great courage. It felt like reading Harry Potter with different setting and adventure. I cannot help myself but read the book from cover to cover. I am very much excited on how the story would end (and I really controlled myself not to look at the last three pages of the book which I normally do.) Gawd! It’s really fun to meet again, Dionysious, Zeus, Hades, Ares, and of course Poseidon together with the centaurs *I love them, Sagittarian symbol! * And the goat friend ^_^. I t really excites me to know who Demigods are children of the gods to mortal, and how they train and compete with each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; This book is not only about Greek myth, gods, and Demigods. It also talks about family. How Percy love his mother and misses his father whom he had not see from the time he was born up to the time he was brought into the summer camp. He did not know from whom God he came from. Was he from Zeus, Poseidon, or Hades? All he can remember is how her mother loved protect and give her life for him. How his mom would love to be near him and making tough decision that makes him safe that would probably mean being apart together. All he can remember from his dad is his smile, though he was not sure if it is really his. As the summer camp goes on, it can be seen how his father protects him and love him. Helping him indirectly as it is against the rule to help your son or daughter directly as it appears favoritism among children. I can relate on how my mom loves me very much and how my dad seems to be invincible, but when you need him most, he has the tightest hug you can ever imagine. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It also talks about courage and friendship. Athena, Goddess of wisdom did not work well with Percy’s father (obviously I do not want to spoil who his father is haha!!) Athena’s daughter and Percy though reluctant at first became friends who are ready to fight for each another. It came to a point, that war among Gods almost took place that Athena was with Zeus against Percy’s father. Athena’s daughter supports Percy for just one reason. They are friends. Friends never leave each other no matter what happen. Right Bratz?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; It also talks about deceiving. Never trust people who appeared very hospitable. Even to Hermes (God of travel, who welcomes everybody) children, as they can deceive you for their evil plans. I have though this really happen in real life. Never ever trust people whom might appear helpless, as they will stab you on your back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218212264733386040-5480236218922211851?l=kissycoollet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/feeds/5480236218922211851/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3218212264733386040&amp;postID=5480236218922211851&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/5480236218922211851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/5480236218922211851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/2009/12/something-greek.html' title='Something Greek'/><author><name>KissyLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15731956388581411044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218212264733386040.post-4159776400138476714</id><published>2009-12-10T11:12:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T23:30:51.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>24!</title><content type='html'>Clock is ticking so fast.&lt;br /&gt;In a blink of an eye, It’s my birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoa, time flies fast. Due to my over busy schedule, I have not notice that it’s already my birthday. I am already 24 *yippee*, but still having a body of 19 years old *ughhh, always look like a baby eh! Hate it haha! *&amp;nbsp; What can I say? I am so excited of what my 24th year will give me. 23rd year is a hell crazy. Though it is crazy I am still thankful cause it change the whole of me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During my 23rd year:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---- The first month is so crazy. I had self-denial of everything. During this time, I have wish to turn back the time when I was 22 and very happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---- Second month is heartbreaking! As I come to my senses that thing will never be as it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---- Third and fourth month is a hell of everything. Gimmicks, girl bonding, family bonding, work overload.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---- Fifth month is the start of my kilig month. I saw somebody familiar and had a crush on him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---- Sixth month, I saw my then boyfriend walking. I have realized that I am already fine without him and got used of leaving my single life. Okay, I felt a little pain but not really like what it is before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---- Seventh month I have begun searching for the certain someone *referring to my fifth month*. Felt a bit sad that a colleague will soon leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---- Eight month, it’s addictive. Too much of kilig moments which really have not occurred though! Little crazy haha! I was just there sitting and staring at him, as he passes by me. Torpe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---- Ninth month, less of all. Saw my then boyfriend again and felt like am really getting used of seeing him without any pain or excitement. I guess I have already moved forward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---- Tenth month, not that exciting. I have just remembered the memories on machine. Whoa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; That machine is really memorable. FTW besides me, we’ll I still haven’t talked to him though. It felt like there were butterflies on my stomach. I am really nervous and haven’t noticed that I have raised an eyebrow on him. And, he slowly walked away. Felt like a shy teenager.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---- Eleventh month, a bit sad. Well, I will not be seeing FTW more often. Found out that he already had a special someone that looks like me *as my friends says*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---- Almost 24, so happy. I am happy to all the blessings that I have received for the past year and would still be happy receiving those blessings for my new year. Happy that even I have gone through struggle, I have learned to stand up, walked, and left all the hurt to the places were I have been down. I am happy with all the challenges I have conquered. I am happy with all the lessons I have learned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is when you are in pain you will realized that you are truly blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thanking BRO to all the things that have happened to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thanking my parents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad who is just silent but hugs me every morning, my mom who is my bestfriend and has just known that she really is. I can tell anything and everything to her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother who always tells me that I am beautiful, sexy, and gorgeous. Everyday dosage of those word makes me feel one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am thanking my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My officemates and former officemates who have been there whenever I needed someone to listen to me. I am thanking my boss for being patient to my tantrums towards work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most especially I am thanking my brat girls!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We have just met from online forum and did not know that I have found my most treasured friends. Thank you for being with me through the hard time, listen to me, have been patient to my non-stop stories about FTW, and have made me see the worlds true color. “Life is not a fairytale story” and “We want what is best for you, ayaw lang namin masira ang future mo” haha. Nice! I have really feel that you love me girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Each one of us has gone to life’s obstacles and we have learned to lean on one another.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Di kaya tayo ang magssoulmate? Hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there! I am very much excited with the new year of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Would it be a roller coaster ride likes 23?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218212264733386040-4159776400138476714?l=kissycoollet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/feeds/4159776400138476714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3218212264733386040&amp;postID=4159776400138476714&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/4159776400138476714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/4159776400138476714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/2009/12/24.html' title='24!'/><author><name>KissyLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15731956388581411044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218212264733386040.post-1189575044223633262</id><published>2009-12-08T20:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-12T23:37:13.298+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feelings'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Cassandra is back!</title><content type='html'>After separating myself to blogging world for almost ten months *gawd that long*,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now back! Yes Officially back. For those who are asking why I have been MIA *my friends of course, kept on bugging me why I do not have any entries*, here is the summary of the reasons *excuses haha! *:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;--- I do not want any rubbish post in my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Breaking up with the one you love is really difficult. There is a possibility of me having emo, bitter, and sad posts. I know that I can have those entries but I opted to have the good memories of my then relationship be kept. I would rather read back those happy days of my life with him rather than reading the rants I have against him that would only last for how long I have felt the sadness.&amp;nbsp; Also as a respect to the person, since he really took care of me way back then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--- I do not want to be bitchy.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; As much as possible!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--- Tons of workload.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Yaiks! This really got my time. We really had tons of loads for the past months and I don’t have the leisure to think of any topic as my entry though my life hasn’t that boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--- Busy Weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Have plenty of gimmicks this past few months. Unwinding after having that long week of working.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--- I have concentrated to myself.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; For the past month I have been thinking of what I want to do, what else I can do, and what are the things that I can do. I have realized that I concentrate that much in my career, lovelife, friends before and leaving nothing in improving myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;nbsp;I have tried to know myself more and move closer to BRO. As time passes by, I have come to know what I want to do and start with it. I am planning to design my own page, maybe not the time to have my page but at least to prepare myself of having my personal design page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am at least having my hand for art. I have been refusing to do it for a long time, but art is calling me again. Probably working on poems, drawings, and designs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am trying to improve my brain! Make it had some exercise as it becomes stagnant and as if not working properly. When my mom asked me about my brother’s assignment, it felt like, I miss having my brain exercise. So here I am, planning to take a course *it’s a secret though. A surprise! *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am planning to have my second career, just a sideline. Here I am, taking my step to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too many things that I have to deal that keeps me busy with my life that makes me forget my online world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then suddenly, Hey, Cassandra!&amp;nbsp; You have your online world!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still have much to do with it whiles you're improving yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am, writing again on my online journal.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218212264733386040-1189575044223633262?l=kissycoollet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/feeds/1189575044223633262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3218212264733386040&amp;postID=1189575044223633262&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/1189575044223633262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/1189575044223633262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/2009/12/cassandra-is-back.html' title='Cassandra is back!'/><author><name>KissyLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15731956388581411044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218212264733386040.post-8217489452262442696</id><published>2009-02-09T15:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-09T15:45:54.845+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Unconditional Love Part I</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Okay its February.. wooohhh..It’s a love month. hihihi.. *kilig*. Yes guys I am happy, but this entry of mine will not be talking about romantic love. It is already common for every blog to post about their lovelife, about their plan for the coming love day, and about their love story. I’ll be posting a love that is usually taken for granted. Okay you maybe asking, was there a love that is taking for granted? And you will say there is no such thing like love that is taking for granted unless you don’t love them. Well to tell you the truth there is. It is unconditional love actually that we sometimes forgot to appreciate.  This is  part one of my entry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoBodyText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;The first unconditional love that we haven’t appreciated most is God’s love. See I told you; you have taken forgranted HIM right? When was the last time you have thanked HIM for all the blessings that HE has given to you? Have you ever remember HIM during those showers of blessings days? Or have you just remember HIM when you feel alone, your sad, your lonely, your depressed, in short your down. Much worst is you blame HIM for all the hardships you have encountered not remembering that there were so many things you have to thank from HIM. Have you ever pray and say thank you to HIM during the times that you have a blissful career, a perfect love with your partner, stable family, peaceful heart and mind? Or have you only pray for HIM during the time that you have wishes, you have desires you want to achieve, you have problems that you need to solve? Or well worst is you haven’t ask or seek for HIS help during your alone days and you thought of hurting yourself cause you feel so alone that no one was there to help you, or to understand you. Okay I know somebody may raise his or her eyebrows, who are you talking and why are you talking like that. You are not perfect and you also have your shortcomings and I bet there are times that you haven’t thank him. I will not be a hypocrite, yes there are times that I forgot to thank him but not forget to pray when I’m down. Hahaha. Bad Bhelle, don’t I? Yes it is true and I’ll be honest about it, that is why I am writing this to my blog because I have realized and reflected after having in such a down feeling I have gone through but see with HIM being there to listen to all my bitterness, I am now happy for HE granted my prayer. :D I am still good *and cute* girl daw. Hehehe. So have you also forgotten HIM? If you think that you can’t wish for anything because you are blessed enough and you haven’t thank HIM I hope that this entry will make you reflect that all beautiful things you are experiencing right now is one of HIS beautiful plan for you. If you think that your down, that there’s no one available to listen to your sentiments, that you are afraid of being rejected by other people, that you feel alone, I hope that this entry help you realized that there is a GUY up there ready and waiting for you to say all your sentiments in life. That HE is much willing to take care of your dilemmas and willing to carry you while you are experiencing hardships in life. It will not lessen you as a person but it will lessen your agony and pain knowing that there will be somebody you can tell your aches.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoBodyText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218212264733386040-8217489452262442696?l=kissycoollet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/feeds/8217489452262442696/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3218212264733386040&amp;postID=8217489452262442696&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/8217489452262442696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/8217489452262442696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/2009/02/unconditional-love-part-i.html' title='Unconditional Love Part I'/><author><name>KissyLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15731956388581411044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218212264733386040.post-423020631326633212</id><published>2009-01-20T16:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-20T16:43:16.315+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Show Off'/><title type='text'>Iisa pa Lamang Quotable Quotes</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;Ito ang isa sa patunay nam agaling ang Pinoy. Mga Linyang tumatatak sa isipan kahit na tapos na ang palabas.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;Katherine: "Kapag ang tao'y nagmahal, hindi na mahalaga kung ano man ang tama, kung sino ang humingi at nagbigay, kung sinong nanalo, kung sinong talunan. Ang alam mo lang, nagmamahal ka. Ang alam ko lang, mahal ko sya. Mahal ko sya." &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;        &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estelle: "You're in love with somebody else, and that somebody else is not worth it, Rafael."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;Rafael: "Mas kaya kitang mahalin."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;Katherine: "Kaya kong saktan ang sarili ko, pero hindi kita kayang saktan."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;Katherine: "Nagkakamali ka. Hindi na ako marunong magmahal ngayon. Patay na ang puso ko, Rafael."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;Isadora: "Ang ganda-ganda mo na ngayon Katherine, sarap mong patayin!" &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;Isadora: Kung gaano ka katayod lumipad, ganun ka rin kabilis lalagapak. Ouch!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;Katherine : Senior vice president ako ng kompanyang ito, ako ang legal wife ng may-ari ng kompanyang ito, tauhan lang kita, at higit sa lahat, madrasta mo ako! Kaya layuan mo ako. Get out of my sight! Leave! Now!"&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;Scarlet: Look who's here, my favorite step-mother. Ang dating gold digger in red, isa na ngayong merry widow in black."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;Scarlet: 'Ha! Kung sa bagay mas bagay sayo yang itim, kakulay ng budhi mo!''&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;Katherine : Bakit ka nga ba nakaputi? Para pagtakpan ang mas maitim mong budhi&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;Scarlet: Ikaw ba, totoong nagdadalamhati ka? Kasi napansin ko, kaya mong mag-biro. Kaya lang ang corny mo! Anyway, gusto ko lang malaman mo na lahat nang 'to, hindi 'to permanente. Lahat nang iyan, babawiin ko iyan sa 'yo!"&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;Katherine: Sige! Maglaro tayo, agawan ng yaman! Pero kung ako sa'yo, kakabahan ako, kasi ako sanay sa hirap. Eh ikaw?" – &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;Isadora : Gusto mo ikaw ang itali ko? Pasweet sweet ka pa diyan, ganid ka rin pala!"&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;Katherine: Ang bigat naman ng salitang 'yon Isadora, pero totoo, oo ganid ako! At gusto ko, ni singko walang matira sa'yo! Kaya manginig ka na Isadora, dahil uubusin ko ang lupang tinatapakan mo!"&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;Katherine: Iba na ang sitwasyon ngayon Isadora. Marami akong pera, kaya ko nang bilhin ang kahit na ano. Kahit ikaw, magkano ka ba?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;Isadora :Hayop ka! Kahit kelan hindi mo ako mabibili, at hindi mo ako kayang bilhin!"&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;Katherine: Sabagay, ayoko sayo. Mumurahin ka eh, pero yung anak mo ibebenta mo ha. Sige na, promise hindi ako tatawad. Kahit used goods na, ok lang. Pag-isipan mo.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;Katherine: Pagod ako. Huwag kang loloko-loko. Baka gusto mo ihampas ko tong bag kong mas mahal pa sa'yo!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;Isadora:Sabagay, ako rin eh, pagod makipaghampasan. Next time, ok? In fairness ah, ang ganda ng damit mo. Pahiram minsan ha.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;Katherine: Natatakot ka ba sa akin, o sa sarili mo? Alam mo, bibigay ka rin."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;"Sana, dumating ang panahon, na akong nagiisang laman ng puso't isip ni Miguel. Sana ako lang ang mahalin niya."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;Scarlet: Pero hindi ako susuko, kahit anong mangyari, babawiin kita Miguel. Dahil alam kong naging una kang naging akin. Dahil alam kong hindi kita kayang kalimutan." - Katherine&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;Katherine :Pakisabi sa bisita mo, ayoko ng nangangamoy basura ang bahay ko."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;Katherine: Anak ka nga talaga ni Isadora, nakuha mo lahat sa kanya. Mata-pobre, mayabang, at higit sa lahat, bastos!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;Sophia : Don't you dare say bad things about my mother, kumpara sa 'yo. anghel ang ina ko!"&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;Katherine Anghel na may sungay!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;Sophia: Oo, may sungay. Para suwagin ka! Para mauna ka na sa impyerno!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;Katherine :Hmm. Matagal-tagal na kayong inaantay dun. In fact, balita ko, si satanas mismo ang sasalubong sa inyong mag-ina!" &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;Lola Aura :Panandaliang donya, habang buhay na busabos.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;Scarlet : Mamamatay tao ka! You killed my father!”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;Katherine: Kung may gusto kong patayin, ikaw yun Scarlet!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;Rafael :Alam kong hindi mo sinasadya pero ang sakit sakit ng ginagawa mo Katherine. Hanggang kailan ako masasaktan... Hanggang kailan?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;Jester :Paano mo malalamang in love ka na? Yung hindi attracted lang…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;Scarlet :Luluhod ka sa harapan ko at magmamakaawa ka na tanggapin kita ulit!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;Miguel :Kumain ka na. Gutom lang yan!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;Isadora : Oh aren't you excited to see me?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;Scarlett: Excited? Alam mo bang mas excited pa akong magpunta ng dentista at mag pa root canal kesa ang makaharap ka?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;Isadora : Ikaw naman, nagpapaka-funny. Kung ang lahat ng bulok na ngipin ay kasing ganda ko, o di wala ng bibili ng toothpaste… I'm so witty&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;“Ano ba talagang pakay mo? I'm sure hindi naman ang kapakanan ng dental industry ang pinunta mo dito di ba? Business? Monkey business?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;Isadora : Oo, at napaka disenteng monkey business. Politics.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;Isadora : Ba't mo ko sinampal, biyanan mo ko!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;Scarlet: Di lahat ng biyanan, pinagbibigyan, Di lahat ng biyanan pinapatulan! para yan sa mga biyenang bakulaw tulad mo!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;Scarlet: Tapos ka na sa gold digger in red. Tapos ka na rin sa merry widow in black. Ngayon, baka pwede ka ng dirty mistress in dirty brown.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;Katherine: Same to you anak, remember? Pareho na tayong nasasadlak ngayon.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;Scarlet: Damn you, damn me. Karma's a bitch, and so are we…&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;Miguel: Lagi mo sinasabing karma’s a bitch. Look what happened… Na out-karma ka na, na out-bitch ka pa.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;Isadora: Pesensya na, perfect ako…nagkakamali din&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;Isadora: Di pwedeng mawala sa akin ang Hacienda Amadesto. Di pwedeng mapunta yun kay Aura. Anong gagawin nya dun? Home for the aged?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;Scarlet: Tapos na tayo sa agawan ng yaman! Next level na! Agawan ng mapapangasawa!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;Scarlet: ano na bang role mo ngayon? tapos ka na sa pagiging gold digger in red..married widow in black, baka pwede ka ngaung dirty mistress in dirty brown?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 14pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Yung iba bukas ko na ipopost. Nakakapagod magtype habang nanonood.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:14;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218212264733386040-423020631326633212?l=kissycoollet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/feeds/423020631326633212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3218212264733386040&amp;postID=423020631326633212&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/423020631326633212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/423020631326633212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/2009/01/iisa-pa-lamang-quotable-quotes.html' title='Iisa pa Lamang Quotable Quotes'/><author><name>KissyLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15731956388581411044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218212264733386040.post-5856283460839583208</id><published>2009-01-15T16:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-15T19:38:56.455+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>PS I Love You</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;It’s been quite awhile since I have decided to keep my silence. I have stop thinking with what went wrong or what have I done. It will just drown me to depression. I have concentrated myself on you and it’s difficult for me to accept the fact that things are not working out the way we wanted them to be. I do not know what really your reason is; all I know is that I will understand whatever it is. Maybe its really time that made us apart. Were both busy with our careers, we both have our dreams, and we both want to fly. Who am I to stand your way?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; I have nothing to say against you. You’re such a perfect gentleman. You took care of me well, you treat me like a queen, you have loved me the way I have never experience before. Your patience was long enough for my tantrums. Your advices make my sight view clearer. You put out the best in me, made me realize that I can to do things I am afraid of. You made me realize that every relationship is unique and that ours has its own unique way to be cherished. You opened my eyes in what real relationship has and I have learned a lot from it. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; I am now fine and have accepted the truth. I do not know what my life would be without you for I have seen my forever with you, but I have to stand strong. Little by little pain will vanished and I know time will come, I will thank that I have face this pain. A bittersweet memory that will mold a new me and that will make me stronger person.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; I may not be the girlfriend you wish you have, all I know is that I love you and always will,  though that is not enough.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;P.S. I love You.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218212264733386040-5856283460839583208?l=kissycoollet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/feeds/5856283460839583208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3218212264733386040&amp;postID=5856283460839583208&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/5856283460839583208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/5856283460839583208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/2009/01/ps-i-love-you.html' title='PS I Love You'/><author><name>KissyLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15731956388581411044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218212264733386040.post-255325060820392315</id><published>2008-12-15T16:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T16:57:50.154+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Show Off'/><title type='text'>The Artistic Side of Me..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Hurrah it's Already December :D and We are already finished our Kris kringle :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Every year our office have a kris-kringle . It is a bit exciting because you have to guess your parent, if your gueass is wrong you'll py 5 pesos and if your guess is right and you have guess it 3 consecutive then your parent ti is bingo. Bingo cost 200 pesos :D.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I'll share our handmade that I have created :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                                 &lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VDlQQ9Gn-xE/SUYXXgIMCpI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-k5vxJBu3iI/s1600-h/Image%28427%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VDlQQ9Gn-xE/SUYXXgIMCpI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-k5vxJBu3iI/s400/Image%28427%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279933305667193490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;                                                                                  Something Abstract that would symbolize Philippines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Astract of our Philippine flag&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Well, obviously I have done The abstract of our Philippine flag. Though it has been said that they think of U.S or Captain america first before they could think about our Flag.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VDlQQ9Gn-xE/SUYX2lFIiyI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/xvkP8Zx8YWM/s1600-h/Image013.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VDlQQ9Gn-xE/SUYX2lFIiyI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/xvkP8Zx8YWM/s400/Image013.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279933839572503330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;                                               Something Made of Paper,Pandikit, and Pencil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;                                     &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;   Envelope&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;This handmade has some twist. First is Paper must be bond paper only, colored pencil can be use, pandikit can be glue, paste, tape or anything. You cannot use anything to decorate your gift just the 3 allowed materials. Scissor and other forms of cutting materials even rules is not allowed to use or you will pay 30 pesos for having the wrong gift.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VDlQQ9Gn-xE/SUYX9tEM4II/AAAAAAAAAEY/vjlZy8BqNug/s1600-h/Litrat0016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VDlQQ9Gn-xE/SUYX9tEM4II/AAAAAAAAAEY/vjlZy8BqNug/s400/Litrat0016.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279933961975160962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div  style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 153);font-size:130%;" &gt;                                             Something Christmas Decor that is Made of Carolina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Merry Christmas and Happy New Year Cut Out&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Hehehe. I am very happy with the outcome of this one. I love the color. In reality, It blend well and it appears like a fire color.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;The last one is Something Christmas Card That is made of bond paper.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I will post it later I'll just find the picture. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;See even programmers can be artistic. Who said were just bunch of computer addicts . hehehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218212264733386040-255325060820392315?l=kissycoollet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/feeds/255325060820392315/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3218212264733386040&amp;postID=255325060820392315&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/255325060820392315'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/255325060820392315'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/2008/12/artistic-side-of-me.html' title='The Artistic Side of Me..'/><author><name>KissyLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15731956388581411044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VDlQQ9Gn-xE/SUYXXgIMCpI/AAAAAAAAAEI/-k5vxJBu3iI/s72-c/Image%28427%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218212264733386040.post-7024387153155556391</id><published>2008-12-15T15:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-15T16:33:50.209+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>New Hair</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VDlQQ9Gn-xE/SUYLq7vvtII/AAAAAAAAAEA/zWZrO5-2cUU/s1600-h/bhelle-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 258px; height: 344px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VDlQQ9Gn-xE/SUYLq7vvtII/AAAAAAAAAEA/zWZrO5-2cUU/s400/bhelle-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5279920445358847106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;   Just got my new hair :D  Thanks to &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 0, 153); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Victor Ortega Salon&lt;/span&gt; most specially  Ferdie and his lady junior for having my hair rebonded.  Wee.. I love it.  Thanks also to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://princezzmei.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ate Mei mei&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; for the quality time weve been together. :D Nag-enjoy ako Ate mei Kahit na inabot tayo ng 12 Am.  Muah Muah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218212264733386040-7024387153155556391?l=kissycoollet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/feeds/7024387153155556391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3218212264733386040&amp;postID=7024387153155556391&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/7024387153155556391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/7024387153155556391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/2008/12/new-hair.html' title='New Hair'/><author><name>KissyLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15731956388581411044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VDlQQ9Gn-xE/SUYLq7vvtII/AAAAAAAAAEA/zWZrO5-2cUU/s72-c/bhelle-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218212264733386040.post-1391500136775417695</id><published>2008-11-27T16:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T19:48:43.644+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>Dinner Date</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Last November 8, Jared and I had our date. It’s not the ordinary date we used to do. It’s special since it is our 1&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; anniversary. First we watched Quantum of Solace, it’s a bit cold inside the movie house, so Jared gave me his jacket and hug me. Weeee. Sweet *kilig*. After that, we head to &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 51, 204);" href="http://www.cafeysabel.com/"&gt;Café Ysabel&lt;/a&gt;. I am touch how Jared took care of me while heading there. I have ordered Char grilled Prawns *it’s a 3 pieces prawn with pasta at the center. Looks yummy * while Jared had steak *I can’t comment about the stake haven’t tasted it*. Then I had my dessert Peter Pan Pie *ice cream with cotton candy hehehe* and Jared had his cup of coffee. It’s nice to be there at Café Ysabel. Had a great time there and it’s a bit romantic because there’s someone playing piano. As we went home, we haven’t talk that much action speaks louder than words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I have just thought while writing this entry, it is not &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;how long&lt;/span&gt; you have been together. It is the&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;quality of relationship&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; you have.You may be in a relationship for a period of time but what is its worth if the two of you &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;were not made for each other if your not happy with it&lt;/span&gt;? What would be years of being together worth if &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;someone or both of you cheats&lt;/span&gt;? What would its worth if your not together he/she is l&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 102);"&gt;ooking, pleasing, and wanting somebody else&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Well at least, I know to myself that my Jared is loyal, and that he makes me happy with all his heart. In return, there is no man I would love like this but him. &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218212264733386040-1391500136775417695?l=kissycoollet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/feeds/1391500136775417695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3218212264733386040&amp;postID=1391500136775417695&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/1391500136775417695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/1391500136775417695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/2008/11/dinner-date.html' title='Dinner Date'/><author><name>KissyLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15731956388581411044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218212264733386040.post-401588574934933221</id><published>2008-11-24T18:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T20:49:14.046+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>My Honey :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Last November 3 my relationship with my boyfriend turn 1 year old. It is really hard being in a relationship. Our relationship had a fair share of trials that made us almost give-up. We have our differences and at times we had conflict. Many have thought that were a perfect couple, that our love were made in heaven. In reality were just like any other couple, we have fights (mostly I got angry to little things), we have differences, and we have our issues we need to talk about. Trials came before we celebrate our first year anniversary. I have cried and pray that we may settle things. It may sound too dramatic but its true. I really love this person. He is such a beautiful person inside and out. Despite my bad traits, he accepted me for who I am and for what I am. He makes me feel beautiful, even at my worst. I am just simply comfortable with him, I can tell everything to him. It may be issues with me, in my work, with my friends, with my blog, with the forums I am member with, and he is there ready to listen and well he is just there to listen, if I have conflict with somebody he just say that he is not in the position to comment. He does not know both sides of the story and he just want me to be careful to every action that I will make. He is such an intelligent person, sometimes I love it and sometimes I don’t. I love it when I ask questions, he can easily think of answers that most of the time satisfies me *and I believe him lolz*. I hate it when we have an argument *well, joke argument, often times when we tease each other* he knows how to argue, and often times I shut up and think of counter attack but I can’t think of any. He had transformed me to become a better person. Not only on judging things but also as me. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;One thing that I am proud of him is that he is very honest person. Even if he haven’t texted me and I found out thru his text that he went home late *concluded that he went for a gimmick* I know that he is faithful to me. He is one-woman man and never involve to any cheating issues. There are so many guys out there and most of them were polygamous in nature and here I am, very lucky to find one monogamous guy. He has gained respect and trust from me and in return I have my peace of mind. For I know that I am the only lady he love. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;        &lt;/span&gt;I know that Jared is not perfect; he has his own shortcomings just like a normal person would have. Still, I am thanking the guy up there for giving him to me. If ever were not made for each other, I will still thank him for he has given me a treasure that I have to keep. A man that is rare to be found. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218212264733386040-401588574934933221?l=kissycoollet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/feeds/401588574934933221/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3218212264733386040&amp;postID=401588574934933221&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/401588574934933221'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/401588574934933221'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/2008/11/my-honey-d.html' title='My Honey :D'/><author><name>KissyLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15731956388581411044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218212264733386040.post-6744217632317666956</id><published>2008-11-10T15:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T15:18:49.374+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Poem'/><title type='text'>Why?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p  style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;font-family:verdana;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Why&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;by: Bhelle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: center;font-family:verdana;" align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Why do I have to fall for you&lt;br /&gt;When you're not there to catch me&lt;br /&gt;Why do I have to wait for you&lt;br /&gt;When I know you're time isn't mine&lt;br /&gt;Why do I have to long for you&lt;br /&gt;When you're longing for somebody else&lt;br /&gt;Why do I have to feel the pain and cry&lt;br /&gt;When you're not there to wipe my tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may be crazy&lt;br /&gt;I may be a fool&lt;br /&gt;All I know is my whole world is you&lt;br /&gt;I know that someday, somehow&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna start all over again&lt;br /&gt;It could be you, It could be another&lt;br /&gt;Just when you have realized&lt;br /&gt;That I was meant for you ..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;span style=";font-family:verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a poem that has been created out of boredom.&lt;br /&gt;Hope you like it guys. Super emotional peom for my ultimate crush before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I can say is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have started all over again, and very much happy now :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218212264733386040-6744217632317666956?l=kissycoollet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/feeds/6744217632317666956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3218212264733386040&amp;postID=6744217632317666956&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/6744217632317666956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/6744217632317666956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/2008/11/why.html' title='Why?'/><author><name>KissyLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15731956388581411044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218212264733386040.post-507691227386167944</id><published>2008-10-28T13:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T14:17:32.021+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Mainit ang ulo</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;Kanina habang papasok ako ng office, inde ko alam kung ano ang reason pero mainit ang ulo ko. Siguro kasi tatlong oras pa lang ang tulog ko dahil hindi ako pinatulog ng sipon ko.. hmmp, at ngayong ok na ako, natatawa ako pag naaalala ko yung ginawa ko.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; Habang nilalakad ko yung street namin, yung tricycle hinarangan yung dadaanan ko. Sabi sa akin nung driver,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Driver: “tricycle?”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Dati winawasiwas ko lang nag kamay ko para sabihin na inde ako sasakay, dahil mainit ang ulo ko, winarla ko si manong driver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Ako: “Manong kung sasakay ako, inde na po ninyo kailangan iharang ang tricycle ninyo kasi sasakay ako kaso hindi naman ako sasakay pwede po bang pakialis sa daanan ang tricycle ninyo?”..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Tatawa-tawa si Manong. At hindi ako natutuwa, lagi na lang silang ganun, hinaharang yung pasahero para macorner. Akala naman nila sasakay sa kanila e paano kung iba ang ruta nung pasahero nila. Hmmp..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; Naglalakad ako, biglang umulan, badtrip na ulan ito inde muna ako pinasakay bago bumuhos, tinatamad akong ilabas ang paying ko hahaha..&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; Sumakay ako ng tricycle sa may kabilang kanto *iba yung dadaanan ni Manong kanina at nung sinakyan ko ngayon*, siningil ako ng 16 pesos. Dati tahimik lang ako kasi piso lang naman pero kanina pinatulan ko. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Ako: “Manong kulang po ng piso ang sukli mo” &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Manong: “Diba special trip ka? Dalawa bayad nun. 8 + 8 =16”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Ako: “Manong nakalagay sa taripa pag special trip 15 lang po. Araw-araw ako sumasakay dito at araw-araw akong special trip. 15 lang nag kinukuha sa akin gusto ninyo balik tayo sa pilahan ninyo at magtanong tayo?” *Malakas loob ko kasi kilala ako ng mga driver doon at alam nila na 15 lang talaga ang pamasahe ko*&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Manong: “Siya ito na ang 1 mo. Parang 1 lang nakikipagtalo ka pa."&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Ako: “E paano namimihasa na po kayo na 16 ang kinukuha.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Nung nasa may sakayan na ako ng Bicutan-Alabang, siksikan yung dyip. Yung nakasakay ko kasi e luluwas na atang probinsiya at inunahan na ang Undas. May mga dala silang damit, biskwit, tubig at kung anu-ano pa. Yung katabi kongm anong nakikipagkwentuhan sa akin. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Manong: “”Ang sikip ano? Yung nasa unahan kasi natin uuwi ng probinsiya.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Ako: “Oo nga po e”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;Ako ay tumahimik na at humanda na sa pagtulog dahil gawain ko ang matulog sa dyip pag pa-Alabang na, kaso maramdaman ko yung braso ni Manong nasa gilid ko. Simpleng diskarte. Inde ko muna pinansin. Nung nagbreak yung dyip, bigla kasi huminto yung braso ni Manong nasa boobs ko na. Sige inde ko pa din pinansin kasi baka dahil nagbreak lang ng malakas yung dyip. Aba, nasa SLEX na kami inde pa din inaalis ang braso niya, lecheng manong ang aga-aga e. Nung hindi ako makatiis, kinuha ko ang kamay niya at sinabi ko:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Ako:manong yung braso ho ninyo, nangangapit-bahay, dito niyo po ilagay sa bag ninyo mas malayo naman ako kesa sa bag niyo diba?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; Manong: *behave at sleep mode*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Nakababa na ako, yung katapat ko sa dyip na pa-Alabang e nakasakay ko din papuntang ATC. Isa siyang saleslady.Sabi niya sa akin:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Saleslady: Miss buti na lang sinopla mo yung lalaki kanina. Maniac yun e. Dati hinipo nun yung hita ko. *since naka miniskirt ang mga saleslady prone talaga sila sa ganun*&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; Ako: Ganun po ba? &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; Saleslady: “Oo. Kaya nga tinitignan kita kanina. Saka inde lang yan yung Maniac, meron pang isa yung may bigote na nangingindat. Bigla ka aakbayan nun.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; Ako: “Ay kilala ko na po yun, nakasakay ko na po yun at kinindatan na din ako dati. Kaya nga inde ako pumapasok na ng late kasi ayoko ng makasakay yun.”&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; Hay naku ano bang araw ito .. hahaha&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218212264733386040-507691227386167944?l=kissycoollet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/feeds/507691227386167944/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3218212264733386040&amp;postID=507691227386167944&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/507691227386167944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/507691227386167944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/2008/10/mainit-ang-ulo.html' title='Mainit ang ulo'/><author><name>KissyLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15731956388581411044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218212264733386040.post-6904861639238527226</id><published>2008-10-27T11:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T15:19:22.839+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Life'/><title type='text'>Rainbow after the Storm</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;It has been quite a while since the last time I have post about what is happening to me.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I am really busy these past few months and can’t find time to compose something substantial about my life today. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;        &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;What had happened to me these past few months?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;ol style="margin-top: 0in;" start="1" type="1"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;My manager and my senior resigned last May and June. I have to study the flow of the system I am assigned to since there is no other programmer that will handle this system beside my boss, me and our newly hired employee that is subject for training. I really had the hard time coping with the pending jobs left on us. Imagine there are four people working for this system and almost all of them where seniors and here it is in my front doing them with only two of us. A junior that is striving to be a senior programmer *left no choice* and a newly hired programmer that is in need of training. Thanks God after 5 months, we have cope up and wheeew.. pending request has been one by one eliminated.  From 26 pending we have face now  were a bit free-up to study other part of the system were handling at. At least what I have learned is that, I learn new things and I can handle  those things I thought I can't do.  All I  need is a  little push for me to realize that hey, I am really a programmer and can handle things in my craft.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;After the five months pure work that I have been doing, my health suffered. I had an allergy, fever, cough and cold last October 23 plus LBM last October 21. I had to use my sick leave and still sick until now. At least I can think and work properly now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Wingdings;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;. Still having a cough and  colds but  at least it is better than last week. Had to blame the weather though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;As      I have been sick, my dad and my mom were also sick. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Wingdings;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;I couldn’t stand seeing them sick too. I got a bit depressed seeing them sick and can’t do anything to take care of them since I was sick too. There's no one left to take care of them  *sob* &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;My relationship went on the rocks. I thought it wll end up. *Thanks it haven't ended so soon our anniversary is near :(* All relationship has their different problems and different situation. I have learned that I should not compare what we have and what we don’t have, because if I kept on comparing my relationship to others, I will not learn to embrace my relationship. At least we have fixed and talk about it and I am very much happy &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Wingdings;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;looking forward for      our First year Anniversary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Wingdings;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;. I      am still thinking if I will treat him a dinner or an out of town treat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Wingdings;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;. Well he let me promise to just treat him for a dinner and yet change his mind when I said I am also planning for the out of town surprise, after we have watch a movie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Wingdings;font-size:130%;"  &gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;.      Well honey, I still can’t decide. :p And still don't know where to treat you :( I'm running out of time.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;        &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;There were so many obstacles that I have been thru these past months and here I am still standing and laughing to those trials in my life. I must admit that I have been depressed and cried because I thought that I could not balance my life again but with the help of the almighty above, my friends, and family, with those advises that have given me and enlighten me on what decision to do with those trials, I had overcome them. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;After the storm, there is a bright sky waiting for us. A rainbow that will appear to let us know that we have succeeded in life’s challenging trial. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="margin-left: 0.25in;"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;font-size:130%;"  &gt;Everybody has their own life’s obstacles and it should not be a reason for us to give up. Sometimes there were painful stages in our life that we thought we can’t do anything and we just stay in one corner and cry and that depression hit us. I just want you to know guys that every dilemma in our life can be fixed. We may not know why we are experiencing them right now, but just think that answers will be revealed after those trials. We should not think of giving up our lives and be controlled by depression. Life is beautiful and it’s a gift. It is on how you manage to stand up after the storm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218212264733386040-6904861639238527226?l=kissycoollet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/feeds/6904861639238527226/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3218212264733386040&amp;postID=6904861639238527226&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/6904861639238527226'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/6904861639238527226'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/2008/10/rainbow-after-storm.html' title='Rainbow after the Storm'/><author><name>KissyLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15731956388581411044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218212264733386040.post-7305731937055885352</id><published>2008-10-17T11:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T11:18:05.048+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Email'/><title type='text'>To All Pinoy and Pinay..</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;I have received an email and decided to share it here. This is true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Pinoy and Pinay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Verdana; color: rgb(0, 64, 127);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meron akong gustong ibahagi para sa ating lahat na mga PILIPINO. Simple pero parang mahirap gawin ng karamihan sa atin. Hindi ito makukuha sa puro daldalan lang or walang kabuluhang pagtatalo, kumilos tayo ngayon na.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;Sa Saudi, pag nangnakaw ka putol kamay ka agad, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;Sa Pinas, Pag nagnakaw ka sikat ka pa, dahil iimbistigahan ka pa sa Ombudsman at tiyak na may media coverage ka pa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa ibang bansa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 64, 127);"&gt;: Pag nagkasala ang Pinoy, pinarusahan siya ayon sa batas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: fuchsia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa PINAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 64, 127);"&gt;: Pag nagkasala ang ang Pinoy, ayaw niyang maparusahan kasi sabi niya mali raw ang batas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa ibang bansa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 64, 127);"&gt;: Pinag-aaralan muna ng Pinoy ang mga batas bago siya pumunta roon, kasi takot siyang magkamali.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: fuchsia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa PINAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 64, 127);"&gt;: Pag nagkamali ang Pinoy, sorry kasi hindi raw niya alam na labag sa batas iyon. may abogado kasing binabali ang batas ng dahil sa bayad,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa ibang bansa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 64, 127);"&gt;: Kahit gaano kataas ang bilihin at tax sa USA okey lang, katuwiran natin doble kayod na lang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: fuchsia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa PINAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 64, 127);"&gt;: mahilig ka sa last day para magbayad ng tax minsan dinadaya mo pa o kaya hindi ka nagbabayad. Rally ka kaagad kapag tumaas ang pasahe at bilihin sa halip na magsipag mas gusto natin ang nagkukwentuhan lang sa munisipyo o kahit sa alinmang tanggapan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa Singapore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 64, 127);"&gt; : Kapag nahuli kang nagkalat or nagtapon ng basura sa hindi tamang lugar, magbabayad ka na 500 Singapore dollars. Sabi ng Pinoy, okey lang kasi lumabag ako sa batas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: fuchsia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sa Pinas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 64, 127);"&gt;: Kapag nagkamali ang Pinoy katulad nang ganito, Sabi ng Pinoy, ang lupit naman ni Bayani Fernando , mali naman ang pinaiiral niyang batas eh akala mo kung sino. Ayun nag-rally na ang Pinoy, gustong patalsikin si Bayani Fernando kahit na alam niyang mali siya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 64, 127);"&gt;Sa Saudi pa ulit, pag nakamatay ka, buhay mo ang kapalit,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 64, 127);"&gt;Sa Pinas: pag malakas ka sa malakanyang, agad kang mapapawalang sala. like teehankee, go,atbp&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 64, 127);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mga igan, ilan pa lang iyan baka may iba pa kayong alam.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 64, 127);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bakit ang PINOY, pwedeng maging 'law abiding citizen sa ibang bansa ng walang angal' pero sa sarili nating bayang PILIPINAS na sinasabi ninyong mahal natin, eh hindi natin magawa, BAKIIITTTTT? ???????? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 64, 127);"&gt;Dahil sa kagalang-galang ang mga namumuno sa bansang kanilang pinupuntahan at may mandato, pero sa Pinas, kundi impeachment, coup d etat naman ang pagaganahin para maalis ang pangulo.Meron namang, elected pero galing naman sa pandaraya ang boto.. Wala na bang matinong pwedeng mamuno sa Pinas..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 64, 127);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ETO PA, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;'Ang Pilipino NOON at NGAYON':&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 64, 127);"&gt;: Wow ang sarap ng kamote (kahit nakaka-utot)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: fuchsia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NGAYON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 64, 127);"&gt;: Ayaw ko ng kamote gusto ko French Fries (imported eh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 64, 127);"&gt;: Wow ang sarap ng kapeng barako&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: fuchsia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NGAYON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 64, 127);"&gt;: Ayaw ko niyan gusto kong kape sa STARBUCKS (imported coffee 100 pesos per cup)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 64, 127);"&gt;: Bili ka ng tela para magpatahi ng pantalon like maong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: fuchsia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NGAYON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 64, 127);"&gt;: Gusto ko LEVI'S, WRANGLER, LEE (Tapos rally tayo 'GMA tuta ng KANO ') Di ba tuta ka rin naman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 64, 127);"&gt;: Sabon na Perla OK ng pampaligo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: fuchsia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NGAYON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 64, 127);"&gt;: Gusto mo DOVE, HENO DE PRAVIA, IVORY, etc. may matching shampoo pa&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: maroon;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 64, 127);"&gt;: Pag naglaba ka batya at palopalo ok na, minsan banlaw lang sa batis pwede na&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: fuchsia;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NGAYON&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 64, 127);"&gt;: Naka-washing machine ka na plus ARIEL powder soap with matching DOWNY pa para mabango. Alam ko mas marami pa ang alam ninyo tungkol dito, pero mangilan-ngilan lang iyan para bigyan ng pansin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 64, 127);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mga Pilipino nga ba tayo? O baka sa salita lang at E-Mail pero wala naman sa gawa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 64, 127);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Fellow Filipinos,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 64, 127);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was small, the Philippine peso was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;P7 to the $dollar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 64, 127);"&gt;. The president was &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Diosdado Macapagal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 64, 127);"&gt;. Life was simple. Life was easy. My father was a farmer. My mother kept a small sari-sari store where our neighbors bought sang-perang asin, sang-perang bagoong, sang-perang suka, sang-perang toyo at pahinging isang butil na bawang. Our backyard had kamatis, kalabasa, talong, ampalaya, upo, batao, and okra. Our silong had chicken¡­ We had a pig, dog &amp;amp; cat. And of course, we lived on the farm. During rainy season, my father caught frogs at night which my mother made into batute (stuffed frog), or just plain fried. During the day, he caught hito and dalag from his rice paddies, which he would usually inihaw. During dry season, we relied on the chickens, vegetables, bangus, tuyo, and tinapa. Every now and then, there was pork and beef from the town market. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Life was so peaceful&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 64, 127);"&gt;, so quiet, no electricity, no TV. Just the radio for Tia Dely, Roman Rapido, Tawag ng Tanghalan and Tang-tarang- tang.. And who can forget Leila Benitez on Darigold Jamboree? On weekends, I played with my neighbours (who were all my cousins). Tumbang-preso, taguan, piko, luksong lubid, patintero, at iba pa. I don't know about you, but I miss those days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These days, we face the TV, Internet, e-mail, newspaper, magazine, grocery catalog, or drive around. The peso is a staggering and incredible &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;P47 to the $dollar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 64, 127);"&gt;. Most people can't have fun anymore. Life has become a battle. We live to work. Work to live. Life is not easy. I was in Saudi Arabia in 1983.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;It was lonely, difficult, &amp;amp; scary&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 64, 127);"&gt;. It didn't matter if you were a man or a woman. You were a target for rape. The salary was cheap &amp;amp; the vacation far between. If the boss didn't want you to go on holiday, you didn't. They had your passport. Oh, and the agency charged you almost 4 months of your salary (which, if you had to borrow on a '20% per month arrangement' meant your first year's&lt;br /&gt;pay was all gone before you even earned it). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;The Philippines used to be one of the most important countries in Asia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 64, 127);"&gt;. Before &amp;amp; during my college days, many students from neighboring Asian countries like Malaysia , Indonesia , Japan and China went to the Philippines to get their diplomas. Until 1972, like President Macapagal, President Marcos was one of the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;most admired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 64, 127);"&gt; presidents of the world. The Peso had kept its value of P7 to the $dollar until I finished college&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 64, 127);"&gt;Today, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;the &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;Philippines&lt;b&gt; is famous as the 'housemaid' capital of the world&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 64, 127);"&gt; It ranks very high as the 'cheapest labor' capital of the world, too. We have maids in Hong Kong, laborers in Saudi Arabia , dancers in Japan , migrants and TNTs in Australia and the US , and all sorts of other 'tricky' jobs in other parts of the globe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 64, 127);"&gt;Quo Vadis, Pinoy? Is that a wonder or a worry? Are you proud to be a Filipino, or does it even matter anymore? When you see the Filipino flag and hear the Pambansang Awit, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: fuchsia;"&gt;do you feel a sense of pride or a sense of defeat &amp;amp; uncertainty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 64, 127);"&gt;? If only things could change for the better...... . Hang on for this is a job for Superman. Or whom do you call? Ghostbusters. Joke. Right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="color: blue;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of our problems.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 64, 127);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 64, 127);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We say 'I love the Philippines ¡­ I am proud to be a Filipino.'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 64, 127);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I send you a joke, you send it to everyone in your address book even if it kills the Internet. But when I send you a note on how to save our country &amp;amp; ask you to forward it, what do you do? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 64, 127);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You chuck it in the bin.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 64, 127);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to help the maids in Hong Kong ... I want to help the laborers in Saudi Arabia ... I want to help the dancers in Japan ... I want to help the TNTs in America and Australia ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 64, 127);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to save the people of the Philippines ... But I cannot do it alone. I need your help and everyone else's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 64, 127);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So please forward this e-mail to your friends. If you say you love the Philippines , prove it. And if you don't agree with me, say something anyway. &lt;b&gt;Indifference is a crime on its own&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juan Delacruz&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218212264733386040-7305731937055885352?l=kissycoollet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/feeds/7305731937055885352/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3218212264733386040&amp;postID=7305731937055885352&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/7305731937055885352'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/7305731937055885352'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/2008/10/to-all-pinoy-and-pinay.html' title='To All Pinoy and Pinay..'/><author><name>KissyLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15731956388581411044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218212264733386040.post-5057188018562430525</id><published>2008-10-07T14:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T14:36:31.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reminiscing my Idle Time</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;color:black;"  &gt;My Expression Number is 6 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shapetype id="_x0000_t75" coordsize="21600,21600" spt="75" preferrelative="t" path="m@4@5l@4@11@9@11@9@5xe" filled="f" stroked="f"&gt;  &lt;v:stroke joinstyle="miter"&gt;  &lt;v:formulas&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="if lineDrawn pixelLineWidth 0"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum @0 1 0"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum 0 0 @1"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @2 1 2"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @3 21600 pixelWidth"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @3 21600 pixelHeight"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum @0 0 1"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @6 1 2"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @7 21600 pixelWidth"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum @8 21600 0"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="prod @7 21600 pixelHeight"&gt;   &lt;v:f eqn="sum @10 21600 0"&gt;  &lt;/v:formulas&gt;  &lt;v:path extrusionok="f" gradientshapeok="t" connecttype="rect"&gt;  &lt;o:lock ext="edit" aspectratio="t"&gt; &lt;/v:shapetype&gt;&lt;v:shape id="_x0000_i1025" type="#_x0000_t75" alt="" style="'width:75pt;"&gt; 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font-weight: bold;font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourexpressionnumberquiz/"&gt;Quiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;color:black;"  &gt;I Have Fantastic Karma &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shape id="_x0000_i1026" type="#_x0000_t75" alt="" style="'width:75pt;height:75pt'"&gt; 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&lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !vml]--&gt;You are sometimes a very energetic person, but you are sometimes quite lethargic. You're moody, prone to ups and downs, and you don't have a lot of endurance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very extroverted and outgoing. You are loving, friendly, and supportive. However, you are also manipulative and controlling at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very detail oriented and meticulous. You are a careful thinker and a true intellectual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You need a bit of space in your life, but you're not a recluse. You expect people to give you a small amount of privacy, and you respect their privacy as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are somewhat traditional, but you are also open to change. You listen to your head and your heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a decent communicator. You eventually get your point across, but sometimes you leave things a bit ambiguous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);" href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatdoesyourhandwritingsayaboutyouquiz/"&gt;Quiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;color:black;"  &gt;What Kind of Monster are You?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;color:black;"  &gt;You Are a Werewolf &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shape id="_x0000_i1029" type="#_x0000_t75" alt="" style="'width:75pt;height:75pt'"&gt;  &lt;v:imagedata src="file:///C:/DOCUME~1/ADMINI~1/LOCALS~1/Temp/msoclip1/01/clip_image005.gif" href="http://blogthings.cachefly.net/whatkindofmonsterareyouquiz/werewolf.gif"&gt; &lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !vml]--&gt;You're unpredictable, moody, and downright freaky.&lt;br /&gt;You seem sweet and harmless, until you snap. Then you're a total monster.&lt;br /&gt;Very few people can predict if you're going to be Dr. Jekyll or Mr. Hyde.&lt;br /&gt;But for you, all your transformations seem perfectly natural.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your greatest power: Your ability to tap into nature&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your greatest weakness: Lack of self control&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You play well with: Vampires&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);" href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatkindofmonsterareyouquiz/"&gt;Quiz&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;color:black;"  &gt;My Inner Child Is Surprised &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shape id="_x0000_i1030" type="#_x0000_t75" alt="" style="'width:75pt;height:75pt'"&gt;  &lt;v:imagedata src="file:///C:/DOCUME~1/ADMINI~1/LOCALS~1/Temp/msoclip1/01/clip_image006.jpg" href="http://blogthings.cachefly.net/howisyourinnerchildquiz/surprised.jpg"&gt; &lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !vml]--&gt;You see many things through the eyes of a child.&lt;br /&gt;Meaning, you're rarely cynical or jaded.&lt;br /&gt;You cherish all of the details in life.&lt;br /&gt;Easily fascinated, you enjoy experiencing new things.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);" href="http://www.blogthings.com/howisyourinnerchildquiz/"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Quiz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;color:black;"  &gt;My Animal Personality &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:Verdana;color:black;"  &gt;&lt;!--[if gte vml 1]&gt;&lt;v:shape id="_x0000_i1031" type="#_x0000_t75" alt="" style="'width:75pt;height:75pt'"&gt;  &lt;v:imagedata src="file:///C:/DOCUME~1/ADMINI~1/LOCALS~1/Temp/msoclip1/01/clip_image007.jpg" href="http://blogthings.cachefly.net/theanimalpersonalitytest/animal2.jpg"&gt; &lt;/v:shape&gt;&lt;![endif]--&gt;&lt;!--[if !vml]--&gt;Your Power Animal: Deer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Animal You Were in a Past Life: Panda&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a fun-seeker - an adventurous, risk-taker.&lt;br /&gt;While you are spontaneous, you are not very rational.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);" href="http://www.blogthings.com/theanimalpersonalitytest/"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;Quiz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218212264733386040-5057188018562430525?l=kissycoollet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/feeds/5057188018562430525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3218212264733386040&amp;postID=5057188018562430525&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/5057188018562430525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/5057188018562430525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/2008/10/reminiscing-my-idle-time.html' title='Reminiscing my Idle Time'/><author><name>KissyLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15731956388581411044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218212264733386040.post-2504535858651618868</id><published>2008-09-25T14:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T14:05:33.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Theme Song</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Have you ever had a theme song to somebody?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;When I had a crush before I used to have a theme song for them, and every time I hear those song, I remember those days. They didn’t even know that I had a crush on them and yet I had a theme song dedicated for them.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;Just wanted to share my current theme songs:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;h1&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;I Will be Here&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/h1&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;Tomorrow mornin' if you wake up&lt;br /&gt;And the sun does not appear&lt;br /&gt;I...I will be here&lt;br /&gt;If in the dark we lose sight of love&lt;br /&gt;Hold my hand and have no fear&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I...I will be here&lt;br /&gt;I will be here&lt;br /&gt;When you feel like bein' quiet&lt;br /&gt;When you need to speak your mind&lt;br /&gt;I will listen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I will be here&lt;br /&gt;When the laughter turns to cryin'&lt;br /&gt;Through the winnin' and losin' and tryin'&lt;br /&gt;We'll be together&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I will be here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow mornin' if you wake up&lt;br /&gt;And the future is unclear&lt;br /&gt;I...I'll be here&lt;br /&gt;Just as sure as seasons are made for change&lt;br /&gt;Our lifetimes are made for years&lt;br /&gt;I...I will be here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be here&lt;br /&gt;You can cry on my shoulder&lt;br /&gt;When the mirror tells us we're older&lt;br /&gt;I will hold you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I will be here&lt;br /&gt;To watch you grow in beauty&lt;br /&gt;And tell you all the things you are to me&lt;br /&gt;I will be here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will be true&lt;br /&gt;To the promise I have made&lt;br /&gt;To you and to the&lt;br /&gt;One who gave you to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I...I will be here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just as sure as seasons are made for change&lt;br /&gt;Our lifetimes are made for years&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I...&lt;br /&gt;I will be here....&lt;br /&gt;We'll be together, forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I will be here&lt;br /&gt;I will be here&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;By my BF:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;The Last Time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;by Eric Bennet&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;The first time I fell in love was long ago.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know how to give my love at all.&lt;br /&gt;The next time I settled for what felt so close.&lt;br /&gt;But without romance, you're never gonna fall.&lt;br /&gt;After everything I've learned;&lt;br /&gt;Now it's finally my turn.&lt;br /&gt;This is the last time I'll fall... in love.&lt;br /&gt;The first time we walked under that starry sky,&lt;br /&gt;there was a moment when everything was clear.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't need to ask or even wonder why, because each question is answered when your near.&lt;br /&gt;and I'm wise enough to know when a miracle unfolds, this is the last time i'll fall in love.&lt;br /&gt;Now don't hold back, just let me know.&lt;br /&gt;Could i be moving much too fast or way too slow.&lt;br /&gt;'Cause all of my life, I've waited for this day.&lt;br /&gt;To find that once in a lifetime, this is it, I'll never be the same.&lt;br /&gt;You'll never know what it's taken me to say these words.&lt;br /&gt;And now that I've said them, they could never be enough.&lt;br /&gt;As far as I can see, there's only you and only me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the last time I'll fall in love.&lt;br /&gt;Last time i'll fall in love.&lt;br /&gt;The last time i'll fall... in love.&lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 11pt; font-family: Verdana;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;u1:p&gt;&lt;/u1:p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218212264733386040-2504535858651618868?l=kissycoollet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/feeds/2504535858651618868/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3218212264733386040&amp;postID=2504535858651618868&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/2504535858651618868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/2504535858651618868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/2008/09/theme-song.html' title='Theme Song'/><author><name>KissyLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15731956388581411044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218212264733386040.post-1986573530469920776</id><published>2008-08-07T18:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T18:56:54.190+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>[9th Monthsary]</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://s55.photobucket.com/albums/g153/Cbhelle_08/?action=view&amp;amp;current=wings.gif" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i55.photobucket.com/albums/g153/Cbhelle_08/wings.gif" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Last August 3 was our 9th monthsary.&lt;br /&gt;I am happy and contented with my boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;Although we have conflicts, which is I think normal to any relationship,&lt;br /&gt;were still together. I don't know what to say but I am very much happy&lt;br /&gt;that I am his girl.  At this point of my life I have nothing to wish for.&lt;br /&gt;I have my whole family who is very supportive in everything that I do,&lt;br /&gt;I have a successful career, and I have my boyfriend.&lt;br /&gt;I have realized that it is such a wonderful gift that has been given to me.&lt;br /&gt;Not all people were given this chance to be happy with this three&lt;br /&gt;aspect but see here I am very much happy with all the blessings that has&lt;br /&gt;given to me. I may not have that perfect life in which I can buy anything that&lt;br /&gt;I want to have, I have a happy and quiet life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my honey thanks for completing me.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for all the thoughts that you have shared with me.&lt;br /&gt;I know that there are  still obstacles that may come our way, but as&lt;br /&gt;we hold on and trust each other, and most of all love each other we can stand no&lt;br /&gt;matter how hard that time would be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wondercliparts.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 257px; height: 232px;" src="http://www.wondercliparts.com/kiss/graphics/kiss_graphics_04.gif" alt="Kiss graphics" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);" href="http://images.google.com.ph/imgres?imgurl=http://www.wondercliparts.com/kiss/graphics/kiss_graphics_04.gif&amp;amp;imgrefurl=http://www.wondercliparts.com/kiss/kiss_graphics_04.shtml&amp;amp;h=300&amp;amp;w=300&amp;amp;sz=114&amp;amp;hl=tl&amp;amp;start=3&amp;amp;tbnid=WCxxzPatN-jppM:&amp;amp;tbnh=116&amp;amp;tbnw=116&amp;amp;prev=/images%3Fq%3Dkiss%2Banimated%26gbv%3D2%26hl%3Dtl%26sa%3DG"&gt;My Image Source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218212264733386040-1986573530469920776?l=kissycoollet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/feeds/1986573530469920776/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3218212264733386040&amp;postID=1986573530469920776&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/1986573530469920776'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/1986573530469920776'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/2008/08/9th-monthsary_07.html' title='[9th Monthsary]'/><author><name>KissyLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15731956388581411044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218212264733386040.post-2379385731951277215</id><published>2008-07-23T12:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T18:31:42.677+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Horoscope'/><title type='text'>My Chinese Astrology</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The Ox&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; Those born under the influence of the Ox are fortunate to be stable and persevering. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;The typical Ox is a tolerant person with strong character. Not many people &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;could equal the resolution and fearlessness the Ox exhibits when deciding to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;accomplish a task or an objective. As we used this great creature long ago to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;plow the soil day after day, so do Ox people labor through their daily &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;responsibilities either at work or at home without complaint or gripe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Oxen know they will succeed through hard work and sustained effort and find &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;no truth or benefit in concocting get-rich-quick schemes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;---- according to article I have read, sometimes ox need not to work hard. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Specially during winter season since it is the time where they are just on their home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and waiting for their bosses to feed them. I was born during christmas season and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;this is what we call the month that money is overflowing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THE SIGN OF THE OX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pragmatic and down-to-earth, Ox people are motivated to work hard and&lt;br /&gt;have no respect for lazy or careless people. Although they can be easily trusted&lt;br /&gt;and find it easy to put trust in others, they are not dependent on friends and&lt;br /&gt;family and would rather find an answer or a solution themselves than to&lt;br /&gt;ask these people for help or guidance. However, others can, without a doubt rely&lt;br /&gt;on Oxen, who are always honest and meticulous about their responsibilities.&lt;br /&gt;While they do not feel the need for many distant or acquaintance-oriented friendships,&lt;br /&gt;they value the strong bonds they share with their partners and families,&lt;br /&gt;nd make close friends that last a lifetime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though they are quite open-minded, once Ox people have made a decision&lt;br /&gt;about something, they rarely change it. This is a defining characteristic&lt;br /&gt;that can be seen as obstinacy, but it is actually the way an Ox learns to be strong,&lt;br /&gt;brave and straightforward. It is the way the Ox learned to take on tasks&lt;br /&gt;and responsibilities and how he learns to be reliable for others.&lt;br /&gt;Oxen are more comfortable with the well-known as opposed to the unfamiliar.&lt;br /&gt;Yet, beneath their unpretentious, tranquil exterior lies a heart of gold and&lt;br /&gt;a motivation to prosper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; OXEN FACTS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People born in the Year of the Ox share certain characteristics.&lt;br /&gt;The Ox sign is an abbreviated way of characterizing that individual’s personality.&lt;br /&gt;Following are features associated with the sign of the Ox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second in order, Chinese name—NIU, sign of industry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hour—1am-2:59am Month—January&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Western Counterpart—Capricorn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; CHARACTERISTICS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obstinate,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Pouty&lt;/span&gt;, Truthful, Motivated,&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Friendly&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Apathetic&lt;/span&gt;, Genuine, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Quick-tempered&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;--- yun ako , naka italic hahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; THE WOOD OX 192S AND 1985&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Understanding and fair, these are the least unyielding of the Oxen and&lt;br /&gt;the most apt to change and accept new ideas. A more liberal attitude gives them&lt;br /&gt;the ability to appreciate the value of being a part of a team, and other members of the team respect the high principles of the Wood Ox. They are particularly self-confident giving them an air of unspoken authority. This characteristic means that Wood Oxen are often chosen as leaders or spokespeople. They also have a shorter fuse than other Ox people, and are more likely to be outspoken or to stand up in a crowd to be heard. These Oxen are quite devoted to those they love and make strong and affectionate friends and relations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;---- actually I do not know if I am understanding butI am really seeking of&lt;br /&gt;something that is being fair. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; HEALTH &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People born under the sign of the Ox usually have strong codes and work ethics.&lt;br /&gt;This can lead to a tendency to be a workaholic, and they should make an effort to relax more. Many Oxen work in relatively stationary occupations, and would benefit from squeezing a little exercise into their routines. They are prone to bone and joint problems - especially the knees - and must pay special attention to these areas. However, Ox people are usually strong and robust, and, according to ancient wisdom, should be blessed with long lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;--- yeah lagi sumasakit ang knees ko. kais malikot akong bata.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AT HOME WITH THE OX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Ox’s home is his castle, a place where he finds relaxation and peace from the&lt;br /&gt;everyday hustle and bustle of his career or responsibilities. This is where he spends&lt;br /&gt;time with his friends and loved ones. The Ox person doesn’t put a lot of effort into making his house stylish, for he would much rather be comfortable while reading the&lt;br /&gt;newspaper or watching television. He doesn’t spend much time indoors anyway&lt;br /&gt;—he wants to be outside, smelling the air, planting gardens and trees, which will usually be evidenced by the botanical literature you will find on his bookshelf or on his coffee table. Ox people prefer to live in the country. The Ox generally prefers to decorate his home&lt;br /&gt;with nature’s colors, i.e. golds, greens and oranges. However, since the Ox is&lt;br /&gt;associated with January, winter colors might be more appealing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--- but i want blue *ocean or sky hehehe*, winter pala yun :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:130%;" &gt;THE OX ON THE JOB&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Able, ethical and aware, colleagues of the Ox will marvel at their methodical&lt;br /&gt;approach and will depend on their eyes for detail. Oxen are not phased by routines,&lt;br /&gt;probably because they are so well-organized. They are better-suited for&lt;br /&gt;specialized positions and prefer to work in large companies.&lt;br /&gt;They do, however, work best when they work alone since they can be unhappy when participating in a large group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;--- loner daw ako sa trabaho hahaha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; MONEY AND THE OX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oxen believe in security, and thus don’t usually take wild risks or financial gambles. They are meticulous about spending money and work hard to ensure they will be able to retire comfortably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;--- yeah, At my age, 22 I want to save money for my future family and to give them the best things in life :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; OX CAREERS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those born in the Year of the Ox share the same kinds of goals and objectives in life. The occupations best suited for the Ox are listed below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; OX MAKE EXCELLENT:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Painters, Interior designers, Carpenters, Mechanics, Horticulturists,&lt;br /&gt;Engineers, Draftsmen, Architects, Army Officers, Managers, Quarry Workers&lt;br /&gt;Academics, Archeologists, Osteopaths, Physioherapists, Bankers, Investment brokers&lt;br /&gt;Real estate agents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;--- paano yan, programmer ako.. pwede na kaya doon ang software engineer or manager kaya hahaha =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; FRIENDS AND ENEMIES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oxen are not the most sociable people and tend not to mix easily in social gatherings. Instead, they would rather be at home, enjoying their privacy and anonymity. Unlike the Rat, the Monkey, or the Rooster, the Oxen tend not to have a little black book, preferring a few very loyal friends to a large network of acquaintances. Oxen do know how to shine at social occasions, but more often than not they dislike small talk. These are wary people, unlikely to ignite friendships on the spur of the moment. They like to take their time and get to know people before disclosing themselves fully. A happy, solid relationship with their partner and children is the most satisfying goal they could accomplish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; OX PARENTS AND CHILDREN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oxen make very protective parents. People born under this sign will unselfishly work their fingers to the bone to provide a thriving, happy and secure home where their children feel safe. In return, however, the Ox mother and father demand that their youngsters be courteous, respectful and polite. In comparison to other parents, Oxen can seem a bit authoritarian but they are conventional and believe in instilling within their children a belief system. A good education is especially important and by utilizing their educational opportunities, Oxen children can make their lives and relationships with their parents a lot easier. Ox parents expect their children to listen, behave and be attentive while they are at school. Showing rebellion is the fastest way to be punished in the Oxen household.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oxen, especially female Oxen, tend to start their families early on and completely immerse themselves in caring for and parenting their children. This can lead to dependent children and can pose a problem for parents who are trying to teach their children to become self-reliant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; THE OX INFANT AND CHILD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Children born under the sign of the Ox are quiet and amenable. They develop into solid, independent, resourceful children, and are happiest when left to entertain themselves. If interrupted, provoked or forced to do something against their will, they are likely to pout or show themselves, despite their audience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Generally, Ox-born children are shy, and for many, childhood is quite lonely partly due to them liking to be alone and partly because their siblings are usually much older or younger than they.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At school, subjects with a constructive appeal will be of the most interest to them. They like art and music as well. They are creative children who enjoy sports too. They are respectful, polite, hard-working, children…something their parents take very seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; THE OX LOVER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oxen dislike chit-chat. They don't have fun at parties and as aforementioned, don’t have a ton of friends. They are not very sociable and would rather be spending their time at home with their families. When the Ox is in love, he does not confirm his feelings verbally, preferring to show you how he feels rather than tell you. An Ox will take a long time to decide if you are the right match for him because Oxen hate change, and want to find someone who is ready to embark upon a stable marriage. Oxen never rush into anything and are not flirtatious people. Once they have committed to you they will usually be faithful and expect reciprocation of their honorable actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; MARRIAGE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unfortunately, many Ox marriages do fall apart after a couple of years, possibly because the Ox is too dominant or inflexible. Perhaps it's because, Oxen tend to place blame on everyone but themselves. But if an Ox fortunate, and has chosen wisely, the couple can build and maintain a close-knit family to which the Ox will completely devote himself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; THE OX LOVE PARTNER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oxen are strong, silent, reliable people who sometimes take for granted that their relationship is a partnership and that they make not always be the dominant figure. Other Animals may find them quite stubborn and overbearing. Chinese horoscopes are very specific about which partnerships have the potential to be successful in love and in business. Yet, though destiny can point us in the right direction, we must still make all efforts to maintain loving relationships. Following is a brief description of how an Ox will affect a relationship with other Animal signs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; PARTNERS IN LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ox*Rat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Really good sex, but you’ll better serve each other as an affair. Marriage isn’t a good idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ox*Ox&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A solid partnership, but a wee bit boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ox*Tiger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are completely drawn to each other but headed for a dead end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ox*Rabbit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As lovers you’ll have a solid, content marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ox*Dragon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give-and-take is not your forte and you are both more stubborn than the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ox*Snake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are headed for happiness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ox*Horse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better in business than in bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ox*Sheep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may be phyiscally attracted to each other, but there’s not much substance here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ox*Monkey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can make it work, you’re destined for happiness and a lot of fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Ox*Rooster&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Sexually stimulating, passionate and spontaneous…this should be a good fit. --- wow hehehe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ox*Dog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You probably aren’t truly comfortable with each other…there’s a reason for that. Not much in common.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ox*Pig&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passion and similar opinions destine you for a successful marriage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; Love Partners at a Glance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oxen with Tips on Togetherness Compatibility&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rat similar appreciation ***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ox strong, but apathetic **&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiger completely different attitudes *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rabbit delicate and loving ***&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dragon love at first sight, then stalemate *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snake Majestic ****&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Horse too argumentative *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheep No way *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monkey okay, but no spark **&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Rooster Wonderful **** --- yiheeee &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dog Doubtful, but there’s hope **&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pig worth trying **&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COMPATIBILITY RATINGS:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*dispute **keep working at it ***intense sexual attraction ****angelic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; SAGITTARIAN OX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These Oxen have Sagittarian vision. They are born with luck and are prone to take unnecessary risks. They are quick to read a situation and use their talents to accumulate great wealth and status.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;--- wow I am born with luck hehehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);" href="http://www.usbridalguide.com/special/chinesehoroscopes/Ox.htm"&gt;my source&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218212264733386040-2379385731951277215?l=kissycoollet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/feeds/2379385731951277215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3218212264733386040&amp;postID=2379385731951277215&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/2379385731951277215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/2379385731951277215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-chinese-astrology.html' title='My Chinese Astrology'/><author><name>KissyLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15731956388581411044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218212264733386040.post-8200554943272406062</id><published>2008-05-30T11:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T18:32:28.734+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Feelings'/><title type='text'>Emo</title><content type='html'>Its been a while since the last time I have updated my blog. Honestly, I really can't think of what topic should I'll be posting. There are some topics that I wanted to tackle but I had a difficulty on discussing them here. I have thought and decided to post this one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are times that we feel very emotional. It may have trigger us to feel such emotion, or we have just remember something that makes us feel emotional, or we sometimes feel that we are in a difficult situation that makes us feel fragile. These times that I am describing is the time that we often feel that we are alone. The feeling that you wanted to talk yet there is no one available to listen to you. We have difficulty in telling what we feel and yet we wanted to share it to someone. This is also the time that we wanted to shout just to release the stress of what we feel. We shout deep in our heart but no one can hear us. You just find yourself crying alone. Tears running down on your cheeks. There are many things crossing your mind. This may lead to sadness, emptiness, or sometimes depression. It depends on how you take it when this emotion arises. It is either you control the emotion or this emotion will control you. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218212264733386040-8200554943272406062?l=kissycoollet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/feeds/8200554943272406062/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3218212264733386040&amp;postID=8200554943272406062&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/8200554943272406062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/8200554943272406062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/2008/05/emo.html' title='Emo'/><author><name>KissyLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15731956388581411044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218212264733386040.post-7299475973680890011</id><published>2008-05-06T14:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T19:45:35.800+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Personal'/><title type='text'>It's our 6th Monthsary</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VDlQQ9Gn-xE/SB_4cXmyauI/AAAAAAAAACc/BX-aEbdadWs/s1600-h/6thmonthsary.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 376px; height: 196px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VDlQQ9Gn-xE/SB_4cXmyauI/AAAAAAAAACc/BX-aEbdadWs/s400/6thmonthsary.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197145661265570530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 6th monthsary hon!! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I look back everything we have done together, I am really blessed to have you in my life.. I thank you for everything you have done for me.. I also thank you for making me a better person. You may not realize how you did change me for the better, but as I look at myself I know that I would never be who I am today without you. A day is not complete without you, and I know forever will not be complete without my sweet honey in my life.. happy monthsary hon.. I love you so much. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;♥♥♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again it is already late to greet you and well it is obvious that our we really have late celebration. Love you so much hon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218212264733386040-7299475973680890011?l=kissycoollet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/feeds/7299475973680890011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3218212264733386040&amp;postID=7299475973680890011&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/7299475973680890011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/7299475973680890011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/2008/05/its-our-6th-monthsary.html' title='It&apos;s our 6th Monthsary'/><author><name>KissyLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15731956388581411044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VDlQQ9Gn-xE/SB_4cXmyauI/AAAAAAAAACc/BX-aEbdadWs/s72-c/6thmonthsary.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218212264733386040.post-1230585542098516919</id><published>2008-05-06T09:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T18:33:39.944+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Questions'/><title type='text'>I Got Tagged ...</title><content type='html'>I got tag by my new link sissy Kymisa :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are the rules:Remove one (1) question from below and add in your personal question, make it a total of 20 questions, then tag eight (8) people in your list. List them out at the end of this post. &lt;p&gt;1. What do you think is your physical asset?&lt;br /&gt;• My smile. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;2. What color do you like most?&lt;br /&gt;•Blue.. and Red.. and Black=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;3. Have you ever shoplifted?&lt;br /&gt;• Nope. Why would I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;4. What is your greatest fear?&lt;br /&gt;• to loose all the people that I dearly love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;5. Which part of you that you hate the most?&lt;br /&gt;•being impatient hehehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;6. When you encounter a sad moment, what do you do?&lt;br /&gt;• cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;7. What are you afraid to lose the most?&lt;br /&gt;•My family, my bf , and my friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; 8. If you win $1 million, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;•I'll buy house for my family in a posh subdivision and save the rest for my future family =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;9. How can you help fight global warming?&lt;br /&gt;• Recycle :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;10. List out 3 good points of the person who tagged you:&lt;br /&gt;•I really don't know her personally but I think *as my observation and instinct*, she's nice, bubbly and a blog addict&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;11. How do you cope with boredom?&lt;br /&gt;• Surfing the net!&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;12. Till now, what is the moment that you regret the most?&lt;br /&gt;• helping other people .. because after you help them they will throw you like a shi*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;13. Which type of person do you hate the most?&lt;br /&gt;•Copycats,  backstabbers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;14. What is your ambition?&lt;br /&gt;•to be one of the best programmer Philippines ever produce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;5. If you had one wish, what would you wish for?&lt;br /&gt;•To have a very much successful career&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;16. What would you prefer? a brother or a sister?&lt;br /&gt;• brother….&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;17. What book do you like the most?&lt;br /&gt;•Adventure. romance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;18.How would you describe your life in three words?&lt;br /&gt;•Simple and contented&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;19. What would u prefer the most, blogging or cuddling?&lt;br /&gt;• blogging….&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;20. Do you like the one who tagged you?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;•Yeah because she looks so bubbly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;….&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Okay  I am tagging&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://karenkarpentera.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ate Karen&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://princezzmei.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ate Mei&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://alonebutstronger.blogspot.com/"&gt;Sandylove&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://www.quingandrai.blogspot.com/"&gt;Ate Quing&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://mundonimaialog.blogspot.com/"&gt;Mia&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://nursecissism.com/"&gt;Xyla,&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://nursecissism.com/"&gt;Rainne&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;a href="http://2unnamed.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rachelle&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218212264733386040-1230585542098516919?l=kissycoollet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/feeds/1230585542098516919/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3218212264733386040&amp;postID=1230585542098516919&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/1230585542098516919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/1230585542098516919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-got-tagged.html' title='I Got Tagged ...'/><author><name>KissyLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15731956388581411044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218212264733386040.post-28520836217289384</id><published>2008-05-05T14:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T18:34:12.440+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moms'/><title type='text'>Isang pagpupugay sa aking ina.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Para sa nalalapit na espesyal na Araw ng mga Nanay, aking ibinibigay ang espasyo na ito para sa aking butihing ina. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;" class="MsoBodyText"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Noong 2 ½ na taon pa lang ako, pinanganak ang aking bunsong kapatid pero sa isang hindi malamang dahilan, nagkasakit ang aking kapatid at ayon sa mga doctor na sumuri sa kanya meron siyang congenital heart disease. Isa itong sakit na merong bahagi ng puso ng isang tao na butas. Sobrang lungkot ng nanay at tatay ko. Sino ba namang magulang ang hindi maawa sa anak nila sa kung anu-anong mga nakakabit sa katawan. Natatandaan ko nung bata ako, naiyak ako kasi naawa ako sa kapatid ko. Isipin mo ang liit liit ng katawan niya tapos ang daming nakakabit. Mahirap para sa magulang ko ang ganung sitwasyon, maliit pa ako at kailangan ng pag-aalaga ng magulang, ganun din ang aking kapatid na nangangailangan ng lubos na pagkalinga lalo na ng aking ina. Ang iba naming kabuhayan ay ibinenta na lamang upang maisalba ang buhay ng aking kapatid. Iniwan ako ng aking magulang sa kapatid ng aking lola upang sila muna tumingin at mag-alaga sa akin habang nasa ospital ang aking kapatid. Napakasakit iyon para sa isang ina. Ang mapalayo ang isang anak habang ang isa namang anak ay nasa ospital at hindi alam kung mabubuhay ba o hindi na. Sa awa ng Diyos nabuhay ang aking kapatid, ngunit siya ay napabilang sa mga sinasabing special child. Sinabi ng doctor noon na late ang development ng aking kapatid, ang kanyang pag-iisp ay kalahati ng kanyang edad. Matanda na ako bago natutong maglakad ang aking kapatid. Sa tuwina, tuwing kami ay magsisimba, kalong-kalong ng aking nanay ang aking kapatid. Mahirap dahil maliit lamang ang aking at may sakit pa siyang asthma. Hindi niya iniinda ang hirap mapasaya lamang kaming magkapatid. Lalong nahirapan ang nanay ko ng umalis ang tatay ko at pumunta ng Saipan upang doon ay magtrabaho. Hindi biro ang mag-alaga ng dalawang bata. Mahirap magbiyahe ng ang isang bata ay akay mo habang ang isa naman ay kalong mo.Naaalala ko kung paanong trainig sa akin ng nanay ko para masaulo ko ang multiplication table. Ayaw niyang ginagamit ko ang aking mga daliri upang makuha ang sagot. Tuwing hapon naman habang tulog ang aking kapaid, ay sinasanay niya ako magbasa sa wikang Ingles at Tagalog, kaya hindi nakakapagtaka na isa ako sa mabilis magbasa sa aming batch noong ako ay nasa ikalawa at ikatlong baitang. Itinuro niya sa akin ang kahalagahan ng edukasyon. Sabi nga niya sa akin, hindi kami mayaman, wala siyang maiiwan sa akin kung hindi isang mgandang kinabukasan na siya ang huhubog at ako ang gagawa. Kaya naman lagi kong iniisip na dapat ay matataas ang aking marka dahil gusto kong makitang masaya ang aking mga magulang. Noong nasa kolehiyo ako, pasumandaling nakalimutan ko ang aking pangako sa aking magulang. Bumaba ang aking marka ngunit sa huli ay nabawi ko rin. Nakita kong masaya sila noong nakatapos ako. Ngayong may trabaho na ako, gusto ko ako na ang nagbibigay sa kanila, ayoko ng maging pabigat sa aking magulang. Kaya nga kung ano ang hilingin ng akingmagulang ay aking binibigay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Hindi sapat ang mga salita upang pasalamatan ko ang aking mga magulang lalo na ang aking ina. Napaka swerte ko at siya ng aking naging nanay. Malaki ang pasasalamat ko dahil kung hindi dahil sa kanila ng aking tatay ay hindi ko mararating ang kung nasaan man ako ngayon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Maligayang Araw ng mga Ina, Nanay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Mahal na mahal po kita .=)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="text-align: justify;font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Tunay nga na wala ng hihigit pa sa iyong pagmamahal =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218212264733386040-28520836217289384?l=kissycoollet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/feeds/28520836217289384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3218212264733386040&amp;postID=28520836217289384&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/28520836217289384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/28520836217289384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/2008/05/isang-pagpupugay-sa-aking-ina.html' title='Isang pagpupugay sa aking ina.'/><author><name>KissyLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15731956388581411044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218212264733386040.post-3853603480952427024</id><published>2008-04-29T10:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T18:34:41.682+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Exploring New Things</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VDlQQ9Gn-xE/SBaQD3myasI/AAAAAAAAACM/mTfU1OtsO60/s1600-h/mahblog+entry.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VDlQQ9Gn-xE/SBaQD3myasI/AAAAAAAAACM/mTfU1OtsO60/s400/mahblog+entry.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5194497616359090882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very much excited to study Visual C# 2005. I have been using Visual Basic 2003 for more than a year now and I think it is time for me to study different language. At this point of my life, I wanted to explore more about programming and different languages. I am now starting to study Visual C# 2005, PHP and a bit of HTML, and uhmm well refreshing my database knowledge. Oooops, too many lessons and yet I have to study them all by myself but I am hoping that I will learn this new things. It is a bit difficult for me because I will study them during my free time but I love what I am doing. I love what I feel right now. This is Bhelle during her high school days. A girl who wanted to be as competitive as possible no matter how hard things might come her way. I am very much happy that I am back to my old self now. I didn’t know what happened to me but I felt the sudden adrenalin rush. I felt the urge to study these new programming languages.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I suddenly feel that I wanted to grow as a person. I don’t want to be a bum someday just because what I know today is already obsolete in the future. I wanted to prepare for my future. I don’t know if I have changed, or if I have become more mature but as of now I am planning for my future, just like the old days. I am looking 5 years from now and preparing myself to achieved what I wanted to be 5 years from now.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;That was Bhelle before but now I am planning my future slowly and preparing myself for it. I wanted my future to be stable as much as possible. I wanted to be competitive on my field. There are things that I wanted to explore ad do and I know that someday, I will be successful on my career. I don’t know what lies ahead of me but if I am preparing right now and starting to make my path clearer there would be a good future ahead of me.  &lt;p face="verdana" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p face="verdana" class="MsoNormal"&gt;I am thanking my officemates Ate Chique and Kuya Chay *they are masters in programming* for making me think that I have to explore programming, for being my idols, and for answering my queries.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: verdana;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Should I say I also wanted to be like Jared someday? I saw his codes before and I find it wow. Fine, he is better programmer than me and wanted to become like him someday. &lt;span style=""&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;* Well he is using java might as well try to study this language with him as my professor hehehe. **Why don’t I let him edit my blog? Hmmm. hehehe*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sorry for the wrong grammar *at the image*, I have just notice it after I have posted it here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Footnote:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Thanks to MSDN for the background image.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;http://www.microsoft.com/express/images/screenshots/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;VCS2005_Image1.gif&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218212264733386040-3853603480952427024?l=kissycoollet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='related' href='http://www.microsoft.com/express/2005/' title='Exploring New Things'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/feeds/3853603480952427024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3218212264733386040&amp;postID=3853603480952427024&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/3853603480952427024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/3853603480952427024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/2008/04/exploring-new-things.html' title='Exploring New Things'/><author><name>KissyLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15731956388581411044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VDlQQ9Gn-xE/SBaQD3myasI/AAAAAAAAACM/mTfU1OtsO60/s72-c/mahblog+entry.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218212264733386040.post-8989910647167668839</id><published>2008-04-15T11:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T18:35:14.969+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Show Off'/><title type='text'>Cute Kid :p</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Last Year:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VDlQQ9Gn-xE/SAQg7q1y8dI/AAAAAAAAAB8/TTsH2gRyLH8/s1600-h/100_3665.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VDlQQ9Gn-xE/SAQg7q1y8dI/AAAAAAAAAB8/TTsH2gRyLH8/s320/100_3665.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189308880121950674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;diba ang cute naming dalawa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VDlQQ9Gn-xE/SAQhnq1y8eI/AAAAAAAAACE/uxwx4bFu0J4/s1600-h/IMG_0860.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VDlQQ9Gn-xE/SAQhnq1y8eI/AAAAAAAAACE/uxwx4bFu0J4/s320/IMG_0860.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5189309636036194786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Parang mas cute sila hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isa lang masasabi ko cute talaga ang batang ito hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218212264733386040-8989910647167668839?l=kissycoollet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/feeds/8989910647167668839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3218212264733386040&amp;postID=8989910647167668839&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/8989910647167668839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/8989910647167668839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/2008/04/cute-kid-p.html' title='Cute Kid :p'/><author><name>KissyLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15731956388581411044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VDlQQ9Gn-xE/SAQg7q1y8dI/AAAAAAAAAB8/TTsH2gRyLH8/s72-c/100_3665.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218212264733386040.post-7893202801806941505</id><published>2008-04-12T09:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T18:35:49.715+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Thoughts'/><title type='text'>Delicadeza</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;What is it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;Delicadeza&lt;/span&gt; is a Spanish term that if we’ll translate to English is synonymous to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;daintiness&lt;/span&gt;. Daintiness is defined as an act of being refined in a manner or in a taste. In my point of view regarding delicadeza is that &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;people tend to act in a proper manner&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;They act according to their will but they know their limit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ation&lt;/span&gt;. I will not be discussing about what is happening in our politics though I knew that some of good sample about this topic is best if I am picturing politics, but I will be stating what is happening in real life where people had shown their delicadeza. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;In my kind of work, other company can easily pirate us, or if you wanted to have an added income you can easily accept sidelines. I know someone who has declined a sideline that can give her a huge added income. This friend of mine is already in managerial position in her company. One day she received a call from other company, and offered her to  be their consultant. Being a consultant means you need not to reassign to your current company and still you can work with the other company since the time you need to consume on the other company was not an issue.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The offer to her is really to good to be true and who would want to resist with this tempting offer. She spends some time to decide. She rejected the offer. The reason? The company who called her is one of her current company’s competitors. The position that is being offered to her is tempting but she cannot afford to work for a company that has same structure with her current company she is working for. How can you work for a company if you know that this company is one of your competitor and how can you work to your current company if you know that behind all of this you are a two-faced person working for another company? She said to me, bhelle you cannot worship two gods at the same time. You have to make a decision and choose. If you are not satisfied to your current job then find another company that will satisfy you but never work for a two company at the same time, much worst is if you know that both company you are working for has same structure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"  style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I know that those who have read this might raise their eyebrows but I don't care. All I can say is that I know she is only human and she  can be tempted and it is really a lost not to accept the offer but I admire her for thinking and acting in a manner that she haven’t serve two god that is almost identical. At least there are still some people who have the ability to think not just all about money but with decency. So to those who are serving two identical god, I pity you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218212264733386040-7893202801806941505?l=kissycoollet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/feeds/7893202801806941505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3218212264733386040&amp;postID=7893202801806941505&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/7893202801806941505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/7893202801806941505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/2008/04/delicadeza.html' title='Delicadeza'/><author><name>KissyLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15731956388581411044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218212264733386040.post-8180821184148066487</id><published>2008-04-09T14:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T19:47:23.431+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Memorable 5th Monthsary</title><content type='html'>Ooopsss.. sorry its a bit late. :p&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;                                                   &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 153);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Happy 5th Monthsary Hon =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VDlQQ9Gn-xE/R_xmbYUB4EI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Tr5M3dwUqTQ/s1600-h/03012008478.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 333px; height: 243px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VDlQQ9Gn-xE/R_xmbYUB4EI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Tr5M3dwUqTQ/s400/03012008478.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187133491392929858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Well it is really a memorable monthsary for us. Thanks for loving me, taking care of me, for being my adviser, my shoulder to cry on,  my bestfriend. I am really thankful that I met you =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218212264733386040-8180821184148066487?l=kissycoollet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/feeds/8180821184148066487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3218212264733386040&amp;postID=8180821184148066487&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/8180821184148066487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/8180821184148066487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/2008/04/memorable-5th-monthsaey.html' title='Memorable 5th Monthsary'/><author><name>KissyLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15731956388581411044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VDlQQ9Gn-xE/R_xmbYUB4EI/AAAAAAAAAB0/Tr5M3dwUqTQ/s72-c/03012008478.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218212264733386040.post-4758460948433783037</id><published>2008-03-17T15:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T18:28:16.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Decisions, decisions</title><content type='html'>&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:130%;color:blue;"  &gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:arial;" &gt; "Do what you feel is right, do what would makes you happy. Don't force yourself into something that you're not wholeheartedly devoted just because others want you to. "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style=";font-size:10;color:blue;"  &gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoBodyText"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt;     This quote came from my boyfriend during that difficult situation I have to face. Now that I am facing again another situation that I need to have a decision I remember what he told me. Each one of us are entitled to make decisions either little things like what clothes will wear or difficult situations that make us think “what I’ll gonna do?”&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;During my childhood days up to my teenage years, I used to follow what other people told me, because I have though that time that that is the proper way to do. Following their advices will make me easy to decide in a certain situation but I was wrong. I have realized that in order for me to decide what is the best decision I have to make, I have to consider some factors. Though I can ask some of my friends, even my boyfriend about their point of view regarding the decision I have to make and the situation that I am facing, still I will be the one to decide and face the consequences. I have learned to patiently deal with things; I have learned that I should not rush when I am deciding things that would not only have an affect to me but also with other people. For the past months I am always caught between things that is right and things that can make me happy. I have realized that some things that would make me feel happy are not the right things. Though I know that besides me, many people would be happy if I chose the wrong thing, still I will be bothered knowing that there is someone that I know should be in my place instead of me. If I choose the right thing, I know that it is painful on my part knowing that I have done my best to save something and yet I have to bid goodbye. Knowing myself well, I know that I would rather choose what is the right thing to do. Thought it may hurt me but it is still the right thing that should take place but, I have learned this past few days that I have to consider things like, will there be a pressure, competition, or tension that would arise if I choose to do what is right or will it create commotion if I choose what will make me feel happy?&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is really difficult and I do hope that I will come up to a decision that is right and yet there would be less tension. Well still, it is really up to me, and I know that what will be my decision is, I know that it is not because of somebody but because that is my decision. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: justify;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt;&lt;!--[endif]--&gt; Oh well, it just that I miss my childhood days wherein I am only worrying about what game will I play, will I have my siesta or not… little things that would only have an effect to me. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218212264733386040-4758460948433783037?l=kissycoollet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/feeds/4758460948433783037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3218212264733386040&amp;postID=4758460948433783037&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/4758460948433783037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/4758460948433783037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/2008/03/decisions-decisions.html' title='Decisions, decisions'/><author><name>KissyLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15731956388581411044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218212264733386040.post-5390119354726680191</id><published>2008-03-10T09:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T14:03:50.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I have been Tagged</title><content type='html'>&lt;h3&gt;I have been tagged by Ate Quing =)       &lt;/h3&gt;        &lt;!-- blog title end --&gt;      &lt;!-- blog main content begin --&gt; &lt;p&gt;       &lt;/p&gt;I have randomly selected 4 of you below to be tagged and I hope that you will similarly publish this post in your blog. You will have to tag 5 other bloggers and just keep adding on to the list. (Do not replace, just keep on adding! Yes we hope it will be a long list!It’s real easy! Tag others and see your Technorati Authority increase exponentially! 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Ito ang panahong uso pa ang makiuso. Kung ginagaya mo&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;ang style ng mga artista, hindi ka tatawaging jologs. Ito ang&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;panahong tapos na ang martial law, pero malayo pa ang new&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;millennium. Hindi pa high-tech pero di naman old fashioned. Saktong-&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;sakto lang!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Ito ang panahon natin. Pero pano mo malalaman kung kabilang ka sa&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;henerasyong ito? Narito ang listahan na makapagpapatunay if&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;you're one of us. R U?&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;1. Paborito mong panoorin ang &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Shaider, Bio-man, Maskman, Mask&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rider Black, Machine Man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;at kung ano-anong TV sitcom ng&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Japan na isinalin sa Tagalog. Break muna sa mga laro kapag alas&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;singko na ng hapon tuwing Sabado dahil panahon na para sa&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;superhero marathon.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;----- &lt;i&gt;oo naman usong-uso ang mga Sentai na palabas noong panahon ko hahahaha&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alam mo ang jingle ng Nano-Nano. &lt;/span&gt;(isang kending lasang&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;champoy)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;3.&lt;b style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic;"&gt; &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nanood ka ng Takeshi's Castle at naniwala kang si Anjo&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Yllana talaga si Takeshi at si Smokey Manaloto ang kanyang&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;alalay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;(Pinagiisipan mo - pano sila lumalaban sa final&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;challenge na parang nakasakay sila sa isang bumpcar at nagbabarilan&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;sila gamit ang water gun gayong sa Japan ginagawa yun eh taga&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Pilipinas sila?) &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;---&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;totoong pinag-isipan ko kung sa Japan pa ba sila nagsshooting&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;4. Alam mo ang pa-contest ng Kool 106 na uulit-ulitin mong&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;bigkasin ang "Kool 106, Kool 106" hanggang maubusan ka ng&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;hininga.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;5. Naglaro ka ng &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Shake-Shake Shampoo, Monkey-Monkey-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Annabelle,&lt;/span&gt; prikidam 123, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Langit-Lupa-Impyerno, Syato, Luksong-Tinik,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Luksong-Baka, 10-20&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt; &lt;/b&gt;at kung ano-ano pang larong nakakapagod.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;--- oo at lagi akong laman ng kalsada dahil diyan hahaha&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;6. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Pumunta ang mga taga- MILO sa skul niyo at namigay sila ng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;samples na nakalagay sa plastic cup na kasing laki nung sa&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;maliit na ice cream. (at nagtaka ka, bakit hindi ganito ang lasa&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ng MILO kapag tinitimpla ko sa bahay namin?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;--- oo at nanalo ako sa raffle nila dati hahaha&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;7. May malaking away ang mga METAL (mga punks na naka itim)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;at mga HIPHOP (mga taong naka maluwang na puruntong na kahit&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Makita na ang dalawang bundok.) Nag-aabangan sa mall na may&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;dalang baseball bat at kung anu-ano pang mga sandata. Sikat ang&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;kasabihang "PUNKS NOT DEAD!" pero kung gusto mong mag play safe,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;pwede mong tawagin ang sarili mong HIPTAL.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;8. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alam mo ang universal uwian song na "Uwian na!" na&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;kinakanta sa tono na parang doon sa kinakasal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;--- ayan namimiss ko yan hahaha&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;9. Nagpauto ka sa Batibot pero hindi sa ATBP.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;10&lt;b&gt;. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nakipag-away ka para makapaglaro ng brick game. (hi-tech&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;na yun noon)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;--- oo naman hahaha&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;-&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;11. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Ang "text" noon ay mga 1"x1.5" na karton na may mga&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;drawing ng pelikulang pinoy.&lt;/span&gt; (at may dialog pa!)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;--- oo saka may pektus pa na tira hahaha&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;12. Dalawa lang ang todong sumikat na wresler&lt;b&gt;, s&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i Hulk Hogan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;at si Ultimate Warrior. &lt;/span&gt;Naniwala ka rin na namatay si Ultimate&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Warrior nang buhatin niya si Andre d' Giant dahil pumutok ang&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;mga ugat niya sa muscle.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;--- pambihira fan ako ni Hulk Hogan hahaha&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;13. Nagsayaw ka ng running man at kung anu-anong dance steps&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;na nakapagpamukha sa'yong tange sa saliw na kantang &lt;b style="font-style: italic; font-weight: bold;"&gt;I&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ce Ice&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Baby, Wiggle It, Pray at Can't Touch This.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;--- hindi ko sinayaw pero alam ko yung kanta na ito &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;14. Hindi ka gaanong mahilig sa &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;That's Entertainment&lt;/span&gt; at&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;pinapanood mo lang ito tuwing Sabado kung saan nagpapagandahan ng&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;production numbers ang Monday hanggang Friday group. (at badtrip&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;ka sa Wednesday group dahil pinakabaduy lagi ang performance&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;nila!)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;--- nanonood lang ako pag sabado kais masaya &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;15. Napaligaya ka ng maraming pinoy bands tulad ng Yano,&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Rivermaya,&lt;/span&gt; Grin Department, Tropical Depression, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Teeth&lt;/span&gt;, The&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Youth, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;After Image&lt;/span&gt;, Orient Pearl, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Dawn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alamid&lt;/span&gt;, Wolfgang, at&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;ang sikat na sikat na &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Eraserheads&lt;/span&gt;. (at aminin mong nakinig&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;ka ng Siakol!)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;--- susme nanawa ang radyo namin hahaha&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;16. Kilala mo ang &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Smokey Mountain&lt;/span&gt;, (first and second&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;generation)&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;--- Anak ng Pasig, Coconut nut&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;17. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Hindi pa uso noon ang sapatos na may gulong. Noon, astig&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;ka kapag umiilaw ang swelas ng sapatos mo tuwing ia-apak mo&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ito. Tinawag rin itong "Mighty Kid"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;--- tama kulay pula ang kulay ng ilaw&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;18. Kung lalaki ka, sikat na sikat sa'yo ang mga &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;arong text,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;jolens, dampa (mga unang anyo ng pustahan), saranggola&lt;/span&gt; at ang&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;dakilang manika niyo ay si GI-JOE with alipores.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;--- kahit hindi ako lalaki naglalaro pa din ako&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;19. Kung babae ka naman, ang mga laro mo with you're&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;girlfriends &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;ay luto-lutuan, bahay-bahayan, doktor-doktoran, at kung&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;anu-ano pang pagkukunwari . ang dakilang manika mo ay si Barbie.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;(Sikat ka kung meron kang bahay, kotse at kabaong ni&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Barbie.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;--- pero hidni ko alamyung kabaong ni Barbie&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;20. Naniwala kang original ang isang cap kapag may walong tahi&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;sa visor nito.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;21. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Swerte ka kapag panghapon ka dahil masusubaybayan mo ang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;mga kapanapanabik na kaganapan sa mga paborito mong cartoon&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;shows tuwing umaga tulad ng Cedie, Sarah, at Dog of Landers&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;a.k.a. Nelo. (Hindi ka ba nagtataka na sa lahat ng mga bida sa&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial; font-style: italic;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;cartoons na ito, si Nelo lang ang di yumaman at namatay pa ng&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;maaga)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;--- oo naman swerteng swerte&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;22. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Alam mo ang ibig sabihin ng "TIME FIRST!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;i&gt;--- oo naman hahaha&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Bakit kaya ganon? Kahit sang lupalop ka ng Pilipinas naroon, eh&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;nakaka-relate ka sa mga pinagsasasabi ko. Siguro'y dahil wala&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;pang cable at kakaunti lang ang pagpipiliang channels kaya parepareho&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;tayo ng pinapanood. Maaaring wala pang playstation kaya kung&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;anu-ano na lang ang naiimbentong laro na pwedeng gawin sa kalsada o&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;sa isang bakanteng lote. Pero kung ano man ang dahilan sa&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;pagkaparepareho natin ng karanasan, masaya na rin akong naging bata&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;ako sa panahong ito. Masarap alalahanin at balik-balikan. Di&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;ba?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: arial;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Hay nakakamiss itong mga ito =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218212264733386040-8466189896261781215?l=kissycoollet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/feeds/8466189896261781215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3218212264733386040&amp;postID=8466189896261781215&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/8466189896261781215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/8466189896261781215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/2008/03/generation-ko.html' title='Generation ko!!!'/><author><name>KissyLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15731956388581411044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218212264733386040.post-5528918977393160332</id><published>2008-03-03T19:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-07T19:49:27.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 4th Monthsary</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VDlQQ9Gn-xE/R8vgGWBT0gI/AAAAAAAAABc/-rZdzmQ3FZw/s1600-h/4th.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 361px; height: 283px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VDlQQ9Gn-xE/R8vgGWBT0gI/AAAAAAAAABc/-rZdzmQ3FZw/s400/4th.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5173474996560056834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VDlQQ9Gn-xE/R8vfrWBT0fI/AAAAAAAAABU/pqb421zttb8/s1600-h/4th.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218212264733386040-5528918977393160332?l=kissycoollet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/feeds/5528918977393160332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3218212264733386040&amp;postID=5528918977393160332&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/5528918977393160332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/5528918977393160332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/2008/03/happy-4th-monthsary.html' title='Happy 4th Monthsary'/><author><name>KissyLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15731956388581411044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VDlQQ9Gn-xE/R8vgGWBT0gI/AAAAAAAAABc/-rZdzmQ3FZw/s72-c/4th.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218212264733386040.post-5825003798322138161</id><published>2008-02-27T17:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-27T18:32:41.751+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Neglected:Disregarded</title><content type='html'>Have this three quotes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;"The torture of being the unseen object"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;"A little neglect may breed great mischief."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;"Indifference and neglect often do more damage than outright dislike."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;For two days I felt neglected. I felt sad and downhearted but I know that I don't have the right to feel this because he has a work that needs focus and that I should not question him for not giving me at least a single message. I try to disregard what I feel but everytime I remember that I haven't received a message from him  yet I really felt bad. Yerterday I texted him that I am already home., it is s.o.p to us to text if were already home to know that we went home safely. Early this morning I checked my phone and haven't found a text from him that his already home. I am worried and think what would probably be the reason why he didn't leave any message. As I've reached office I recieved a text from him saying goodmorning etc., etc. , it is are routine to start the day. I replied the same way and ask him why he didn't text me, I have waited for a reply. I logged-in to ym and I saw him online. I ask him the same question, he said that his already tired. I wanted to say that I am also tired but still I wanted him to know that I am safe. I don't want to start an argument so I just think that maybe he is really tired. I leave a message hoping that somehow he would reply but his busy. He said that his working like hell this past few days. I know that I don't have to feel this way and I hate myself because I really felt sad and wanted to cry. I don't know if it is right to feel this thing or I am just over reacting, all I know is that somehow I am sad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218212264733386040-5825003798322138161?l=kissycoollet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/feeds/5825003798322138161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3218212264733386040&amp;postID=5825003798322138161&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/5825003798322138161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/5825003798322138161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/2008/02/neglecteddisregarded.html' title='Neglected:Disregarded'/><author><name>KissyLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15731956388581411044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218212264733386040.post-5710641575825019035</id><published>2008-02-26T12:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T12:06:54.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Month</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Wow pambihira isipin mo matatapos na ang February wala pa akong update entry. Since this month is called love month let's talk about love. Love has plenty of meanings and types so what I'll gonna be stating here ( some that i'll gonna be posting) is my POV about &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;What is Love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;I remember some definition of love:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Love is like a rosary its full of misery.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; ^^ slumbook itetch ^^&lt;br /&gt;-- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Love is blind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; ^^tapos amgtatalo kasi sasabihin Love is not blind, only lovers cannot see^^&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Love is like your holding a bird into your hand. If you hold too tight it will die, it you hold it lightly it will fly. You have to hold it not to tight and yet not to light so that it will stay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Love is when cupid struck you by his arrow&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; ^^aha Kasalanan ni Piolo itetch^^&lt;br /&gt;-- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Love is when you always kiss each other and when your tired of kissing still you wanted to be &lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;. ^^o diba kamusta naman yun.. kaya dumadami tao sa Pilipins e^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So many definitions and yet were taking only about love. Love has many meanings and it depends on how we define it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;for me love is something so special that everybody wanted to have but only few can find the real one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; We always wanted to be love by somebody because it is such a pleasant feeling that you are being loved and someone makes you feel important. Some often neglected that love has already come their way. Some had a ctiteria when it comes to love. The person must be handsome/beautiful, must be intelligent, rich, etc. etc. etc. these criteria only give us limitations and when we find a person that will love is and take care of us we never be contented because some of the criterias that weve already set were missing. We will never be contented if we have this criteri even if true love has come our way. Just feel blessed if you have it, take care of it because we have only one lifetime and it is such a blessing if you'll find your other wing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was a teenager, I have learned that &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;penguins are such loyal lover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;. When their partner died, they &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(51, 0, 153);font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;never love again&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; because they &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;only give their heart to their partne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;r. Aww... isn't that sweet? I have wished then ,that if ever I will enter a relationship we may be like penguins. That no matter what obstacles we face in our relationship, that if these obstacles may separate us, we will never be separated by heart as long as we love each other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i have watch television last night, one line caught my attention &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt;"Ang paruparo maikli lang ang buhay kaya pag nagmahal sila, ibinibigay lahat dahil minsan lang sila magmamahal sa buong buhay nila".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Aww... I have thought then we have only one lifetime and if we fall in love we must give our all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am happy because I know deep in my heart that I have found my other wing. I feel really blessed because he really take care of me and that he really love me. I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; am thanking God for giving me such a wonderful blessing =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:arial;font-size:100%;"  &gt; Love you honey =) Muah muah!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218212264733386040-5710641575825019035?l=kissycoollet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/feeds/5710641575825019035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3218212264733386040&amp;postID=5710641575825019035&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/5710641575825019035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/5710641575825019035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/2008/02/love-month.html' title='Love Month'/><author><name>KissyLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15731956388581411044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218212264733386040.post-8768900454761664892</id><published>2008-01-08T15:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-08T15:42:22.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>What have I Learned last Year</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Happy New Year and Happy Three Kings!&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;Whew, I am a bit late to greet you guys’ happy new year but its batter to be late than never. New year means new beginning, a fresher way to start our life again and learn from our mistakes. Before I’ll post what should I change to myself this 2008 (well I hope I can change them), I am going to list what have a learned last year. &lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify; font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;!--[if !supportEmptyParas]--&gt; &lt;!--[endif]--&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;ol  style="margin-top: 0in;font-family:arial;" start="1" type="1"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love your work.&lt;/span&gt; –&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;       &lt;/span&gt;I am lucky enough to find work that is not that hard yet it gives      me a good salary. There is no easy work/task that will be given to you.      Challenges were part of it. The harder the task that is assigned to you,      the more you gain. Why? Because you will be learning new things. I can say      that if only I love my work no matter what happen and no matter how hard      that obstacles may come unto me, I can still stand and solve it. After all      there is no task that has no solution. After all, programmer’s motto is      just like with Globe’s motto before its: Making great things possible. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;    &lt;ol  style="margin-top: 0in;font-family:arial;" start="2" type="1"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Concentrate on your craft.&lt;/span&gt; – I can honestly say that for      the past 1 year on my work I am not that productive. The programs that I      have created have a lot of bugs that makes me look and feel like a lousy      programmer. I have done a soul searching with regards to my work and I      have found out that it is because I am not concentrating on my work and I      am depending too much to my colleagues. Slowly I have change my old habit      of not concentrating to my work, I have slowly reduced my Internet surfing      habit instead I find time to study some codes and apply then to my programs.      Slowly I have tried to depend on myself trying to figure out what is wrong      with my codes, and have a keen test on my program. I should ensure that as      much as possible bugs were 100% absent to my work. At least I have seen      the fruit of my changes. No matter how hard your workload if you only      concentrate on that task, you can do it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;  &lt;ol  style="margin-top: 0in;font-family:arial;" start="3" type="1"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Be frank and always tell what is true&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;You can’t      please everybody. Let’s face it that’s the truth. There are some people      who are narrow minded and they only wanted to be understood and not      understand others. You are only good to them if you please them and you’re      nothing but a trash if they were not pleased. If people judge you because      you have told them what is the truth then it is not your fault. It may      hurt you but it is better to be hurt emotionally rather than by your      conscience. You know what is the truth and even though you’re the only one      who is kept on telling it just stand with it for time will come the truth      will set you free. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;    &lt;ol  style="margin-top: 0in;font-family:arial;" start="4" type="1"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;The word Friendship is SACRED.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;It is difficult to      know who are real people. It maybe in cyber world or in our day-to-day      life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Nowadays, people tend to be      practical, they go with those people whom they think can understand them      and yet when they do not need those people they just throw them like a      trash. The word friendship becomes rare. I am happy that I found it to      those people around me. In our office I know that I have them not only as      friend but also as my second family. They are with me through thick and      thin, they protect me whenever I am in need. I know in my heart that we      may be apart someday but were still here for each other. I had a hard time      to find who are the real people behind those names in cyber world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;I can say to everybody that I have      found few people who are real. They do not look at me as a member but they      treat me like their sister.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;They      respect my opinion even it is opposite of what they have. They listen to      my explanation and they do give their sides about a certain topic. I have      learned so much from exchanging of views with this people. Lastly,      friendship does not mean the one who is tolerating you in what you are      doing but the one who corrects you when you have mistakes. They are not      hypocrite when it comes to your fault. They say straight to your face your      mistakes. You might get hurt but you also learn from there. As you have      seen your mistakes, you will realize that you have to work hard to correct      your mistakes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;    &lt;ol  style="margin-top: 0in;font-family:arial;" start="5" type="1"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Trust when lost is difficult to give again.&lt;/span&gt; Truth is      always there but hidden. There are times that truth is very difficult to      find. There are many reasons why you can’t find them. All you have to do      is dissect everything, those little bits that you think is not important      where the one’s that leads you to truth. The trust that you have given      when they make fool of you suddenly broke and I must admit that it is very      difficult to give it back again. Even that person plays an important role      in you life. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;    &lt;ol  style="margin-top: 0in;font-family:arial;" start="6" type="1"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Blood is thicker than water.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;When my granddad has his      mistress I really got mad to him. Until now, though he took care of me      when I was young, my sympathy goes to my grandma who is my real relative.      I really hate to see him and it is easy for me to ignore him if his there.      Maybe it is because of the hatred I feel for him. I really don’t care      about him and it is difficult to bring back the old days. I really had a      hard time going to their house again because I really don’t know what can      I do if I’ll gonna see him face to face. It does not affect me anymore if      he says that I am ungrateful and prodigal granddaughter. I have seen this      scene when I was a kid; he kept on saying those words to my Ate. I got      used to it and got my emotions prepared so now that time has come that he      says those words to me, I just told him “Who is ungrateful between the two      of us? Me because I am ignoring you even though you took care of me when I      was young or you who was sheltered, take cared, and loved by my grandma      and yet you still look for another woman? Don’t you dare say those words      to me when in fact it is you all along”. My grandma almost slaps me but      she can’t do it because she knows that I am saying the truth. No matter      how he takes care of me when I was young it gave him no credits when he      hurt my granny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;    &lt;ol  style="margin-top: 0in;font-family:arial;" start="7" type="1"&gt;&lt;li class="MsoNormal" style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;Love comes unexpectedly.&lt;/span&gt; You really don’t know when      love will come knocking in front of you. It is better to wait for that one      person rather than rush to be in a relationship. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218212264733386040-8768900454761664892?l=kissycoollet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/feeds/8768900454761664892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3218212264733386040&amp;postID=8768900454761664892&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/8768900454761664892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/8768900454761664892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/2008/01/what-have-i-learned-last-year.html' title='What have I Learned last Year'/><author><name>KissyLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15731956388581411044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218212264733386040.post-130964224866641421</id><published>2007-12-27T15:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-26T12:08:59.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pasko ....</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;font-family:verdana;font-size:100%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Noong nakaraang Pasko marami akong napag-isip isip. Isa na dito ang pagkukumpara ng aking nararamdama pagsapit ng pasko nung bata pa ako at ngayon *wag na ninyong tanungin kung ilang taon na ako dahill bata pa ako*. Narito ang listahan ng aking napag-isip isip:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;1. Noong bata pa ako excited na ako pag dumarating month ng -ber dahil ibig sabihin nun malapit ng magpasko, maraming regalo =) Ngayon, pag sumasapit ang -ber naiirita na ako dahil  nakakapagod ang mamili ng regalo, masakit sa utak mag-isip ng regalo, at higit sa lahat malaki ang gastos sa pagbili ng regalo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;2. Noong bata pa ako excited na ako sa pagtuntong ng december dahil mangangarolling na ako, ngayon ako na ang hinihingan ng mga nangangarolling.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;3. Noong bata pa ako excited ako mag dekorasyon sa aming Christmas tree , ngayon wala na akong oras mag-ayos ng christmas tree mas gusto ko pa matulog na lang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;4. Dati nararamdaman ko agad ang pasko kasi manghihingi ako ng Aguinaldo sa mga ninong at ninang, tito at tita, lolo at lola, ngayon hindi ko siya maramdaman maliban sa mismong araw ng pasko pero ako na ang hinihingian nila.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;5. Dati ako ang nag susuggest ng mga putahe na iluluto, ngayon kumakain na lang ako at hidni na nagsusuggest. Ewan ko ba kasi ang mga sinusggest ko nung bata pa ako ang hinahanda din sa amin kaya okey lang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;6. Dati Septeber 1 pa lang naririnig ko na ang kapitbahay namin na nagpapatugtog ng malakas ng mga awiting pamasko, ngayon dahil sa mahal ng kuryente sa mall na lang ako nakakarinig ng kantang pamasko.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;7. Dati in na in ang kanta ni Jose Marie Chan na Christmas in out Hearts ngayon ang sikat na ay ang kanta ni Willi na Boom Tarat Tarat Christmas Edition.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;8. Dati ang inaatendan ko ay ang Christmas Party sa school namin at pausuhan pa kami ng damit na suot excited pa kami kung kami ay magpeperform, ngayon umaatend ako sa Christmas party ng company namin, syempre bukod sa uso ang iyong damit dapat presentable ka *andoon ang big boss kaya kailangan umayos*, at guess what.. ngayon hindi na ako excited pag magpeperform hahaha.. yung last na pagperform ko e nailista lang ako kaya wala na akong nagawa kundi sumayaw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;9. Dati excited lang ako sa regalong matatanggap ko sa christmas party, ngayon mas excited ako sa raffle ng company kesa sa regalo na matatanggap ko.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Maraming nagbago sa pagdaan ng panahon. Ngayon ko lang naisip, kaya pala namomoroblema ang aking nanay pag dating ng pasko dahil sa gastos ngayn ako na ang pinapaproblema nila sa gastos =p at ako naman ang nag-iisp ahehehe. Pero isnag bagay ang hidni pa din nagbabago pag dating ng pasko, masaya pa rin ang mga bata at wala silang tigil sa paglakad sa pamamasko kahit na tulog pa ang ninong at ninang nila =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218212264733386040-130964224866641421?l=kissycoollet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/feeds/130964224866641421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3218212264733386040&amp;postID=130964224866641421&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/130964224866641421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/130964224866641421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/2007/12/pasko.html' title='Pasko ....'/><author><name>KissyLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15731956388581411044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218212264733386040.post-1614391769080804996</id><published>2007-12-04T16:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T16:38:40.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'>O Ang Babae !!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" align="center"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Habang ako ay super busy sa office naisip ko na magbackread sa mga lumang email sa akin ng mga klasmeyt ko nung kolehiyo. Nahanap ko ito at naalala ko ang pagtatalo namin ng aking officemate tungkol sa babae at lalaki. Sabi kasi niya magulo daw kaming mga babae at hindi niya maintindihan sabi ko naman hindi magulo ang mga babae makulit lang ang mga lalaki at ginugulo kami =p.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How Women think&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;FINE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;This is the word women use  to end an argument when they feel they are right and you need to shut up. Never  use "fine" to describe how a woman looks - this will cause you to have one of  those arguments. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;FIVE MINUTES  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;This is half an hour. It is equivalent  to the five minutes that your football game is going to last before you take out  the trash, so it's an even trade. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;NOTHING &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;This means "something,"  and you should be on your toes. "Nothing" is usually used to describe the  feeling a woman has of wanting to turn you inside out, upside down, and  backwards. "Nothing" usually signifies an argument that will last "Five Minutes"  and end with "Fine" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;GO AHEAD (With  Raised Eyebrows) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;This is a dare. One  that will result in a woman getting upset over "Nothing" and will end with the  word "Fine" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;GO AHEAD (Normal  Eyebrows) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;This means "I give up" or "do  what you want because I don't care" You will get a "Raised Eyebrow Go Ahead" in  just a few minutes, followed by "Nothing" and "Fine" and she will talk to you in  about "Five Minutes" when she cools off. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;LOUD SIGH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt; This is not actually a  word, but is a nonverbal statement often misunderstood by men. A "Loud Sigh"  means she thinks you are an idiot at that moment, and wonders why she is wasting  her time standing here and arguing with you over "Nothing" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;SOFT SIGH &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;Again,  not a word, but a nonverbal statement. "Soft Sighs" mean that she is content.  Your best bet is to not move or breathe, and she will stay content.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;THAT'S OKAY &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;This is one of the most dangerous statements that a woman  can make to a man. "That's Okay" means that she wants to think long and hard  before paying you back for whatever it is that you have done. "That's Okay" is  often used with the word "Fine" and in conjunction with a "Raised Eyebrow."  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;GO AHEAD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;At some point in the near future! re, you are going to be  in some mighty big trouble. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;PLEASE  DO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt; This is not a statement, it is an  offer. A woman is giving you the chance to come up with whatever excuse or  reason you have for doing whatever it is that you have done. You have a fair  chance with the truth, so be careful and you shouldn't get a "That's Okay"  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;THANKS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;A woman is thanking you. Do not faint. Just say you're  welcome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt; THANKS A LOT  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-family:sans-serif;font-size:85%;"  &gt;This is much different from "Thanks." A  woman will say, "Thanks A Lot" when she is really ticked off at you. It  signifies that you have offended her in some callous way, and will be followed  by the "Loud Sigh." Be careful not to ask what is wrong after the "Loud Sigh,"  as she will only tell you "Nothing"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Diba hindi naman kami magulo? Expressive lang kami no =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O ayan may tips na kayo boys ha =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218212264733386040-1614391769080804996?l=kissycoollet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/feeds/1614391769080804996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3218212264733386040&amp;postID=1614391769080804996&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/1614391769080804996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/1614391769080804996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/2007/12/o-ang-babae.html' title='O Ang Babae !!!'/><author><name>KissyLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15731956388581411044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3218212264733386040.post-3670609530967631609</id><published>2007-11-20T15:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-19T17:08:09.516+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Introduce'/><title type='text'>Introducing: Welcome Aboard =)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: arial;font-family:times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Wee this is my second blog but I think this would be my official one. I’m Khristbelle Cassandra, my friends call me Bhelle, my ate calls me Kaycee, my dad calls me Bonning (I don’t know but I think it came from Spanish term Bonita) and I have known to the forum world as Kissy =)., pero utang na loob wag niyo akong tawaging Cassandra hahaha.. I love my name yes pero wag Cassandra kasi feeling ko girl na girl tapos napaka finesse which is kabaliktaran ko dahil super kulet ako &lt;kaya&gt;. I’m currently 21 years old &lt;next&gt;. Working as a programmer sa isang outsourcing company sa Alabang&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;at&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I love to talk a lot kaya pag kasama kita swerte mo kasi hindi ka mabobore kasi sobrang daldal ko pero malas mo kasi mahihirapan kang patahimikin ako hahaha. I love to sing, dance, and act sa loob ng restroom meaning isa akong frustrated artista hahaha.. I am a bit camwhore kaya wag ka magpapakita ng camera sa akin kasi magreready agad ako hahaha. I love beach wee kaya super enjoy ako pag summer na gusto ko yung pakiramdam ng sand sa paa ko then yung water sa balat ko wow ang sarap nun =) I miss summer =). I love to swim but I am not a swimmer :p Love ko lang lumangoy hahaha I also love to watch basketball, basta Magnolia a.k.a. SMB ang naglalaro okay sa akin hahaha.. Mahilig ako sa alternative rock music lately fave ko ang Spongecola I dunno but I rally love their music., pero hindi ko kras si yael.. Lastly I am not available. Yup after 2 years nainlove na din po ako sa taong hindi ko ineexpect na maiinlove ako sa kanya at hindi ko alam kung paano niya ginawa na mapamahal ako sa kanya.. &lt;siguro&gt; lolz =)&lt;/siguro&gt;&lt;/at&gt;&lt;/next&gt;&lt;/kaya&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: arial;font-family:times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p  style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0); font-family: arial;font-family:times new roman;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;If you wanted to know more about me always visit my blog for updates =) or you can leave messages then ask questions tapos sasagutin ko &lt;winks&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/winks&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3218212264733386040-3670609530967631609?l=kissycoollet.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/feeds/3670609530967631609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3218212264733386040&amp;postID=3670609530967631609&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/3670609530967631609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3218212264733386040/posts/default/3670609530967631609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://kissycoollet.blogspot.com/2007/11/introducing-welcome-aboard.html' title='Introducing: Welcome Aboard =)'/><author><name>KissyLove</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15731956388581411044</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
